Things!
Just returned from another trip down to LA. This is hopefully the last one, and now I can focus on other things, like the arts I owe. :D
Tomorrow is art day! Someday, I will figure out how to stream, and I can share the arting with folks. Well, probably only the one or two of you who are bored enough to watch me doodling, anyhow.
Also, while I was home, I got some new photos of Mousie and Bob:
I bothered Mousie just as I was leaving. She sat up, looked at me, and made that face that can only be described as, "What, again?" She isn't too fond of my disappearing acts.

Eventually, she decided she didn't care.

And Bob is aging quite gracefully. His bum is slightly smaller than it should be, but he's hanging in there like a good Lovecraftian horror. He was actually asleep during all of the photo-taking, only waking up when I shut the lid.

Tomorrow is art day! Someday, I will figure out how to stream, and I can share the arting with folks. Well, probably only the one or two of you who are bored enough to watch me doodling, anyhow.
Also, while I was home, I got some new photos of Mousie and Bob:
I bothered Mousie just as I was leaving. She sat up, looked at me, and made that face that can only be described as, "What, again?" She isn't too fond of my disappearing acts.

Eventually, she decided she didn't care.

And Bob is aging quite gracefully. His bum is slightly smaller than it should be, but he's hanging in there like a good Lovecraftian horror. He was actually asleep during all of the photo-taking, only waking up when I shut the lid.

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Um .. yeah. Bob. Hi Bob. (Safely at a 3,000 mile photographic distance big hairy kinda Bob.)
But most of all - YAY ART!!
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Bob: *sleeps, as is the way of the spider*
My mother was. at one time, terrified of Bob, but I have caught her giving him a bagful of ice in the middle of summer-- "He's hot! He doesn't have a fan!" --and a hot water bottle in the winter. I will say, he seemed appreciative, in that he sleeps on these gifts.