We have some interesting window paintings on our back French doors. They were done by our artist in residence: a German Shepherd named Schultz.
This morning the hairy beast went outside to do his business. When he came to the door, his nose was covered in mud. He smeared that dirty thing all over the window.
"Look, Mommy," my son said. "Schultz drew a picture of himself."
Sure enough, the marks Schultz made looked like a round face with two pointy ears on top.
"Maybe I should take pictures and sell them as fine art," I said.
"Yeah. Can we put them in a museum?"
"Sure. Why not?"
Anybody out there interested in owning a Schultz print?