My dog Lucy has a tattoo, a gift of identification from the South Florida animal shelter we collected her from 8 years ago. She looks identical to this pup, complete with white patch on her chest and a forlorn attempt at a sneer. Life on the streets makes you tough, yo.
For your favorite typewriter fetishist: their mug, banged out on a Smith Corona, complete with authentic ink smears and White-Out.
Yes, folks: this is a custom silhouette delicately snipped into a leaf.
What have your hands accomplished today?
Your love story embroidered in black-and-white makes it that less cloying.
A roly-poly, fuzzy-wuzzy, silly-sweet way of memorializing your family. One of my top gift picks for the sentimentalist who has everything.
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