25/09/2025
A few weeks ago I delivered this sculpture of Simi to his dad, Niven. Simi was ordered by Niven's fiancé, Tashi, and my sister Amy.
I asked Tashi to tell me a bit about Simi, and this is what she sent me:
"This is too much information already but I am deeply passionate about how silly this dog is. This hond has a limited but very refined set of skills:
1. He is an elite cuddler and will morph his body into whatever shape for maximim contact.
2. He can and will catch any food you throw at him. He can catch from accross a room, at high sp*eds, even sometimes when he does not even see it coming. He is *talented*.
He came to live by Niven and I as a foster and that lasted all but three days. Sim and Niven had imprinted on each other (his words, not mine). We got him neutered and he changed from a muscled up, pitt bull looking thing into a gentle, bendy dog with early onset athritis (in one leg?). He is now almost 3.
Simi has one big fear, and that is the sound of his own very audible farts.
Sim and Finn (the short budget corgi looking thing) are roommates and lovers.
Oh and he asks for permission to hop on the couch by putting his little chin on the surface and wagging his tail until you essentially beg him to join you."
