Don’t lock the cat in.

Mam.
Where’s the cat?
Which one?
What do you mean you haven’t seen her?
Walks fifty times past the studio window.
Well I’ve called her. She’s not coming, she’s probably on her rounds.
She’ll be back soon.
She is still not speaking to me.
Posted on June 8, 2020, in Uncategorized and tagged cats, Drawings, Humour, Illustration, Life, Sketchbook. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
I know this is naughty of ne, but this is what came into my head…
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Oh hahahahhahaha yes probably my luck!
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