Another thing that Nessa is obsessive about is her toys, especially her tennis ball of which I have thrown about a hundred times today. I will never get all the dog slobber off my hands. Doesn’t she understand that dog slobber belongs on the cat’s head? I was calmly trying to finish a drawing that I started before I left on a work trip and she decides that it is ball throwing time. Thank heavens I can multi-task.
In between ball throwing I think I finished this. I’m not totally sure that I’m done yet so I’ll leave it alone for awhile and see how it goes. I'd sure like to know where Nessa's off button is. My arm is tired, the ball is a firm mass of dog slobber, and Nessa's tongue is hanging. But she still can't stop.