What a Good Start to a new week.
Frankie, our cat - wild, old, blue eyes and white fur - has Bad Ears. This is not good news for anybody at all (especially our Vet). Frankie always errs on the grumpy side when he's in the Best of Health, so when the time cometh for the trip the The Vet, he is not a mild-mannered puss at all. He has a bit of a spit when he's put into his Box, then he sits in silence in the back of the ol' Chevy, saving up all his energy for the onslaught ahead.
'Oh, Frankie?' our Vet pokes his head around his surgery door, then goes for reinforcements with leather gloves.
Frankie behaves admirably of course.
First he won't come out of his Box. After all the trouble we had trying to get him into it.
Then he snarls and hisses and spits and struggles and fights as his ears are sorted out.
'This stuff should make him better, put it in his ears once a day.
And hopefully you won't have to bring him back...'
So here is a picture of Frank from his best days, when he had Good Ears and a big white face...
See, he was handsome...
So what with all the running around, I didn't have as much time as I would have liked to do me painting, but hopefully I'll catch up a bit tomorrow. Time passes so quickly here....
But I've got a bit done anyhow,
I've sketched in the shadows and started the detailed work on Wilbur's fluffy fur - and since it's a Halloweeney Picture, I've put a celtic pattern in the fur on his head. I like doing the fur and all the detail, bringing everything together. Hope that I have some extra time tomorrow, even though tomorrow is a busy day - it's H's Birthday (Happy Birthday!)
We'll hope that the sun shines. It did today anyway.
Till Tomorrow.
And - Hello Ben!
Tschüss.
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