My mom sent me an anonymous package with his poster and some dog biscuits. Thank you, Grammie. I ordered a pink frame from Amazon. I think I still need to go in with a black magic marker and take care of that white line at the bottom. Hopefully, that dog face won't give the gal nightmares when she gets older. That's the sort of thing that would have freaked me out as a kid. Clothes hanging on the back of doors also used to freak me out in the dark when I was little. Terrifying!