Remembering my girl

I must have been thinking about the first dog my husband and I chose when I sketched this:

We took about three years(!) to decide that it was time for us to add a puppy to make us a trio. Her name was Mistie and she was a West Highland white terrier. Her favorite activity was to run a kickball size plastic ball around the back yard, nestling the ball between her shoulder and the side of her face. I loved that girl.