Keep It Framed
Your dog, your cat, whoever actually runs the house.
Every picture below is an example, painted the same way yours will be. Pick the one that suits them, send us a photo, and we will put them in it.
Pick a scene to start. You can change your mind at any point before you order. Or browse the ready-made range for a finished piece with no photo needed.
Your dog, in a pub, playing pool.
Brass lamps, dark wood, a pint on the rail and a shot to win it.
Your dog, holding a winning hand.
Green baize, a heaped ashtray and four players who all think they have it.
Your dog, on the terraces, in full voice.
Floodlights, a knitted scarf and a cold night on the terraces.
Your dog, in the barber's chair.
Chrome, red leather and a striped cape, waiting patiently for the clippers.
Your cat, in a velvet coat, mid-chapter.
Candlelight, a velvet coat and something long and difficult left open.
Your cat, at the piano, after hours.
One spotlight, an upright piano and a room that has mostly gone home.
Your cat, three crates deep.
Dusty afternoon light and a whole wall of sleeves to work through.
Your dog, goggles on, roof down.
Goggles on, scarf streaming, roof down and nowhere in particular to be.
Your dog, running the chippy.
Steamed-up windows, hot fat and paper parcels stacked and ready.
Your dog, above the rooftops, in the drizzle.
Red brick, canal water and the streetlights coming on below.
Your dog, airborne from the line.
Airborne from distance, tongue out, the whole arena in darkness.
Your dog, alone after the whistle.
One light, one bench, and the quiet after something enormous.
Your dog, putting someone on a poster.
Rising over a falling defender, low angle, everything at full stretch.
Your dog, in the green jacket.
Azaleas, late light and a blazer that only comes in one colour.
Your dog, on the top step.
Top step, magnum in paw, champagne going everywhere.
Your dog, carried off the pitch.
Carried shoulder-high through the crowd, collar turned up.
Your dog, reading the line.
Crouched low on the green, cap on, gallery holding its breath.
Your dog, standing over them.
Stood over a fallen challenger, roaring, ring lights blazing.
Your dog, on Centre Court.
Whites on grass, flat on its back in a victory roll, trophy on the turf.
Your dog, running the pass.
Whites, a tall toque and a plate being finished with tweezers.
Your cat, scrubbed in.
Theatre lights, mask lowered, completely steady.
Your dog, called to the bar.
Gown, wig, and several hundred years of gravitas.
Your dog, in the left-hand seat.
Four stripes, sunrise through the windscreen, entirely in command.
Your dog, first through the door.
Turnout gear, soot on the helmet, hose in paw.
Your dog, leaning on the gate.
Flat cap, waxed jacket, leaning on the gate at dawn.
Your dog, on a snowy Christmas Eve.
Gas lamps, thick snow and carol singers on a cobbled street.
Your dog, carving the turkey.
Paper crown, big knife, entire family waiting.
Your cat, on a Victorian Christmas card.
Holly, ivy, robins and a great deal of gold filigree.
Your dog, driving the sleigh.
Red coat, loaded sleigh, a village asleep below.
Your dog, outside the village pub.
Snow on the thatch, gold in the windows, pint in paw.
Your dog, in dress uniform.
Scarlet tunic, gold braid, one paw resting on the sword hilt.
Your dog, back from a sortie.
Sheepskin jacket, goggles up, dawn on a grass airfield.
Your cat, on the quarterdeck.
Blue and gold on the quarterdeck with a sea getting up behind.
Your dog, in Highland dress.
Kilt, plaid and a feathered bonnet against the mountains.
Your cat, on a Paris terrace.
A pavement table, a coffee, and the tower behind.
Your dog, on the Grand Canal.
Striped mooring poles, a gondola and low sun on the water.
Your dog, on a New York corner.
Yellow cab, steam off the grate, deco towers closing overhead.
Your dog, on the harbour wall.
Painted boats, whitewashed cottages and gulls overhead.
Your dog, on a London street.
A red phone box, a bus and a clock tower in the drizzle.
Your cat, on the Spanish Steps.
The Spanish Steps, terracotta rooftops and a great dome behind.
Your cat, under the blossom.
Cherry blossom, a pagoda and a snow-capped volcano beyond.
Your dog, in the bicycle basket.
A bicycle basket, a canal and houses leaning together.
Your cat, in a tower full of spellbooks.
Star-strewn robe, gnarled staff, a tower full of candles.
Your dog, in full plate.
Plate armour, sword point-down, mist through the trees.
Your dog, at the wheel.
Tricorn hat, torn sails and a sea getting up.
Your dog, on the case.
Deerstalker, magnifying glass, and a great deal of fog.
Your dog, headlining.
Mic stand, head back, a sea of paws in the dark.
Your cat, in 1977.
Studs, torn cotton and a graffitied wall. 1977.
Your dog, taking the downbeat.
White tie, baton up, the whole hall holding its breath.
Your dog, in the brass band.
Euphonium, peaked cap and a mill town skyline behind.
Your cat, on a 1920s biscuit tin.
Gilt cartouche, art nouveau scrollwork and honest tin patina.
Your dog, on an enamel sign.
Chipped enamel, cobalt and cream, spanner in paw.
Your dog, at the seaside.
Deckchair, windbreak and a pier in the middle distance.
Your cat, on an apothecary label.
Pince-nez, engraved border and a very serious expression.