Millie was our dearly loved dog who passed away in April at the grand age of 15. She was intelligent and loyal and naughty and fun and provided most of the inspiration for my picture book - Clementine’s Walk. Though Millie was a black Labrador, with a dash of Kelpie, and Clementine has a more blonde and windswept look, their approach to life was similar, particularly in regard to getting out of the house.
Millie would sometimes sleep under my desk, especially if there was a hint of thunder in the air. On more than one occasion, she barked suddenly making me jump and causing changes in the drawing – not always in a good way. This made me wonder what other situations could arise if Millie barked unexpectedly at other people – maybe there could be jigsaw pieces flying through the air, knitting unraveling across the room and very grumpy chooks.
And so the story of Clementine’s Walk came about.
I miss the sound of Millie’s toenails clicking on the floorboards when she came into the studio to remind me that it was lunchtime. I miss her friendship, her constancy and her funny little ways.
She was a pretty good dog.