Monthly Archives: September 2018

I smell therefore I eat it.

No, please don’t, look before we eat Bonnie.

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Gandog.

She wears it well.

I suppose Evie is right. Technically it is on her body, therefore she is wearing her coat.

I am not happy.

Autumn.

Yeah it’s autumn. I give up. Heater’s on chasing all chills out of my studio. Dog is in heaven. Don’t like Autumn much, back to school misery and school runs turn me into a right grumpy cow.
But for now, Northern Soul is blasting, sketchbook is open, tea is steaming and my head is elsewhere.

Catnap.

Didn’t think our new kitty was a lap cat. She just decided I’d do for now until I vacated her chair.

Back to school.

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