My horse painted my dog as a Renaissance nobleman.

I said "portrait of my dog." My horse produced my golden retriever wearing a 17th-century velvet coat with a lace collar, sitting in a gilded chair, one paw resting on a globe. The face was 100% my dog's happy derpy expression. Nobility has never looked so goofy.

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I said "portrait of my dog." My horse produced my golden retriever wearing a 17th-century velvet coat with a lace collar, sitting in a gilded chair, one paw resting on a globe. The face was 100% my do

My horse heard 'portrait' and went straight to 'classic oil painting style.' Dog + classic portrait = Renaissance noble-dog. It nailed the genre. It also nailed my dog's personality. Art is not dead. My horse is art.