Just found this adorable poem written by my son about our dog 'Frank' ( now passed ) as a school project..
Frank My Hairy Brother
Frank my hairy brother who lives at home with me, does not really have his own room like me, because he sleeps in the laundry.
He’s fun and likes to sleep in the sun, he loves his bones and when he doesn’t get one he moans.
He loves to chase the possums at night even when they give him a fright, he likes to go for a walk in the bush even though the lizards he chases go whoosh.
Frank is not a brother that looks like me he’s covered in brown fur but he’s still a brother to me.
This week has involved making and shipping one of these lovelies.
See that funny bumpy foam underneath... that's the special foam lined boxes that all frames are posted in to insure they reach you in perfect condition. They are amazingly protective.
You can also tailor your piece to your home as I offer the choice of either black or white frame.