Evie has been on her Brownie pack holiday this weekend and has been sorely missed by everyone. (Especially Gruff).
We’ve got to eleven so far without them being toppled by shaky hands, sneaky sisters or curious cat.
I’ve had a very busy fun day drawing in Swansea and I’ll post all my drawings once they’re all scanned in as there are quite a few.
I’ll leave you with Arnie tonight who has just come in from the rain absoltley dripping wet. So he’s been wrapped in a towel before I let him upstairs to sleep on the kid’s beds.
Four ‘o clock this morning, on Evie’s bed. One proud cat, one horrified daughter, one obliging Dad.
Evie threw a tea party for all her cats and kittens (and herself of course) but the guest of honour was Arnie who had real fish on a plate.
Thought that one of Arnie’s whiskers had somehow fallen on my face whilst sleeping but then discovered that it was one of my own (as it was attached to my own face…).