I am aghast.
An artist’s dog should know that there are many things you may chew but pencils, pencils are utterly unforgivable.
What were you thinking Bonnie?
Still I found a new one to draw about it tonight.
When your latest dye job takes a bit better than you imagined it would. Move over Marge Simpson…
Yes I’m cooking bacon, yes I see your nose has brought you from a deep sleep to my side. No there isn’t any spare, no you can’t have a bit.
Evie is my little magpie. My recycling bin is never full with her around. Todays creations were stuffed gloved creatures and plastic top hats for her dolls.
Don’t smile, don’t try to smile, in fact don’t even think about smiling ok?
It’s not very exciting here at the moment. I had a wisdom tooth removed yesterday and while a drawing of my swollen face would be amusing, I’ll start with how useful a dog can be for a multiway leaning post…
Bonnie’s friend Mollie has come to our house for a weekend mini-break.
We have offered five star entertainment, three children to lick, cat watching and stunning views of chickens.
I hope she gives us a good review.
Bonnie is working hard as her concierge.