Doodles 'n' Drawings, On Blogging

Win A Doodle! Woo!

for YOU

When I posted my first “Win a Doodle!” contest last year, my motives were simple: I didn’t have a post but I still wanted to post something. I figured that maybe a dozen blog followers would enter. Instead, the comments section went nutty. I was bewildered.

So I did the doodle contest thing a few months later – and that turnout was even nuttier.

It’s been a quite a while since my last doodle contest — and a few of you rabble rousers won’t let me forget it. I have been harassed! Harangued! Badgered! Bullied!

And, like France on the eve of a major war, I have capitulated.

Here’s another chance to win your very own doodle!

IF YOU WIN, I WILL DRAW WHATEVER YOU WANT!

Yep. It’s true. Need proof? Fine.

Jenion, the winner of the first doodle contest, is an avid cyclist. She asked me to doodle a cyclist. So I did.

Ta daa!
Ta daa! (Click to see larger.)

Kid Lit Reviews, the winner of the second contest, is a devoted animal rights advocate. She asked me to draw a picture of a Great Dane protecting a few smaller dogs. So I did.

Aw! Look at the puppehs!
Aw! Look at the puppehs! (Click to see larger.)

On another occasion, Jilanne Hoffman’s punk kid, ignoring the fact that I do not like cats, asked me to draw a picture of a cat.

Celebrate Cats!

Then that punk kid asked me to draw a kitten.

Innocent Kitten

Oh, whatta punk that kid is!

So yes. I will draw whatever you want.

Well, there is one exception. I won’t draw what you want if what you want is pervy. I am a children’s book author, bucko, so take your dirty business somewhere else!

There is one other point to consider. I am not a portrait artist, so if you ask me to draw a picture of you, I will cheat. My friend and fellow blogger, Vanessa Chapman, learned this the hard way.

A perfect likeness!
A perfect likeness!

HOW TO WIN

The winning name will be drawn at random. The draw-er is this guy.

boy with beard

He’s nutty, but his integrity is unimpeachable.

HOW TO ENTER

To get your name in the drawing all you need to do is leave a comment that answers the following question:

If you could have any fictional character as a pet, which character would you choose and why?

The “why” is key. If you just yell something like “SCOOBY DOO!” your name will not be included in the drawing. You need to explain your choice.

Got it?

HOW TO INCREASE YOUR CHANCES OF WINNING

Want me to stuff the ballot box in your favor? Fine. I’ll add two more ballots if you announce this contest on your blog and link back to this page. That’s three chances to win!

Don’t have a blog? OK, then you can get one extra ballot if you announce this contest on your Facebook page or Twitter feed.

DEADLINES, ETC.

Your entry is due on or before Monday, March 16. The winner of the drawing will be announced on Tuesday, March 17.

The completed doodle will be posted on this blog. The original drawing (suitable for framing!) will be mailed to the winner.

That’s it! Answer the question and get going!

GOOD LUCK!


Doodles 'n' Drawings, On Blogging

And Here is the Winning Doodle!

Last week, the lovely and talented Kid Lit Reviews won my second Win a Doodle Contest. So she gets a doodle on the subject of her choice.

Kid Lit, who, it turns out, is a devoted animal rights activist, gave me her request:

How about a Great Dane standing guard over a few dogs that are behind him? The Dane is the rescuer and has rescued these other dogs from the mean streets and bad homes and now refuses to let anyone else harm them.

Okee doke, Kid Lit; your wish is my command.

great dane the protector

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Happiness is a Warm Doggy

My pal.
My pal.

A few years ago, on a scorching hot workday in August, I visited a Princeton area farm. I was there to oversee a photo shoot for The Lawrentian, and, while the place was idyllic and lovely, I would’ve rather been doing almost anything else — as long as that “anything else” included air-conditioning.

It was one of those days where it felt like I was being assaulted by the sun. A few minutes after we had begun to work, I was soaked through, exhausted, and crabby beyond words.

During a break in the action, I wandered over to the farm store to buy a frozen cider slushie and an apple donut. As I sat there on the store’s covered porch and ate, an old yellow dog lying in the sun in front of me raised her sleepy head, glanced in my direction and decided that I was the type of fellow she’d like to get to know better. She toddled over and flopped down next to me as if we belonged together.

I was sort of honored.

I pet her belly with my left hand and continued to eat with my right.

“This,” I remember thinking, “is what I want my heaven to be like.”

This moment of bliss was quite a turnaround for me. Ten minutes before I met that dog, I was grumbling about the heat. Five minutes after that, I was filled with exhausted relief, thanking God for creating a world that included the cider slushie. And five minutes after that, my heart was full of peace and joy.

I never wanted that moment to end. And, in a way, it didn’t; every time I recall it, I relive it, and I can’t help but smile.

That’s pretty much the way happiness works, I think. At least it’s the way it works for me. It is at once elusive and right in front of my face.

Wanna share a small, happy moment? Please do! Write me a comment!