Tonight was a bust
I was going to draw tonight, but I didn’t complete anything. It’s the cat’s fault. He crawled into my lap, working his way much higher than usual, leaving no room for my clipboard and pencil. Then Molly joined him, and they squeezed their eyes shut in perfect kitty bliss, as if to say, “Drawing can wait. Enjoy your snuggles to the fullest.”
Everybody knows you can’t win against a cat. I had no choice but to submit to their mighty influence.
Fresh Hell 
Oh, you are so right about that. When Ollie is in my lap, I don’t move. My legs/feet sometimes fall asleep. I dare not upset him. What a spoiled baby…
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haha, it’s so cute how people can’t stand to move their comfy sleepy pets!
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