In memory of my Little Dude.  I found him by a dumpster in L.A. with a belt tied aorund his neck, 15 rotten teeth and knee caps that popped in and out.  The last year of his life he was unable to walk so he was permanently attached to me.  He was my soul dog.  After his passing I launched into my jewelry making to keep my mind off the fact he had crossed the Rainbow Bridge.