Once I had a puppy who later grew up and lived a long life by dog standards (13 years old). This was my friend in those days when I had no one to share my tears with, I hugged my puppy and we sat hugged. Gradually, I made more friends. And I was even too lazy to walk with the dog, but I still became very attached to him. It was a very beautiful dog, loud, joyful and freedom-loving. He often ran away somewhere on business, then it was hard to find. I decided to make this picture in memory of my friend, a puppy and a dog, so I remembered him. Oil painting on canvas, fixed on a flat panel. The colors are very bright, almost pure. Size 50×35 cm.