“How’s the new sculpture going?” Asked Jaynie as she walked into her husband’s studio.
“It’s almost there,” said Glenn. “Just a few more strips and I’ll be done. A bit messy though.” He held up hands covered with greasy goop.
“Forgive me if I don’t shake your hand,” she chuckled. She walked around behind Glenn to get a better look. “Oh that’s fantastic!” She exclaimed. “The Mona Lisa, right?”
“Yep. My own little twist on the original masterpiece.”
“You gotta be really happy with this. It’s great.”
“I am. The only thing is, I’m worried about Jango.”
Jaynie turned to look at the family dog sitting nearby. She gasped. “Oh my god! What’s with his eyes?”
“Crazy isn’t it? He’s been sitting there like that for about an hour now. Every once in awhile he shivers a little bit.”
“Should we take him to the vet? It’s not normal for a dog’s eyes to pop out like that.”
“We might. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him sit still for so long.”
“Let’s go soon, honey. I’m really worried about him.” Jaynie pet the dog for a moment with little response from the normally boisterous Jango.
“Okay,” said Glenn joining his wife to look at Jango. “Let me just put these last strips of bacon on my bacon sculpture, and we’ll take him, okay?”