Her painting really struck me and I thought about how I wanted to interpret it for weeks. Then we were dog sitting and the little buggar got out. I drove around frantically trying to find him and then stopped and just prayed I'd find him because I couldn't bear telling my friend's two little boys I'd lost their dog. I started driving again and drove straight to him.
Long story short: I think of the girl as sort of an angel who will take the kitty home--either to her home or to it's home. The viewer decides.
(I chose to paint a cat insted of my friend's dog because he is the ugliest little pug you've ever seen--so ugly he's cute, but I wasn't sure I could capture his "cuteness" in the painting! :-) )
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