Being Watched.....

I decided to clean out all of the quad rule pads on the top shelf this morning...It wasn't as big a job as I thought that it was going to be. I found that some of them were already just clean sheets of paper left. I must have cleaned them out before and set aside the ones with no drawings.

I pulled the whole pile out and started working on them.

Then it got crowded. Mookie took his favorite place on my left shoulder. Then to make matters worse, Tessie piled on top of him.

Did you ever try to work with a cat hanging over your shoulder and a small witch shouting directions to you?

I just did...I took this photo by holding the camera out in front of me and shooting back towards myself. At least the two of them held still and cooperated.

Tessie couldn't see well enough over Mookie's head and ended up smack dab in the middle of the pile.

It's difficult to turn pages and rip them out with her sitting on them. Incidentally, that is two separate stacks that she is sitting on and she's not helping....


At one point I found about 20 pages of thumbnail sketches of purse and bag designs....Tessie put her foot down and refused to move, saying, "I want that one and that one and that one and that one and that one."...I am not sure why she didn't just announce her usual "I want them all!"

I made the mistake of saying aloud that I had found the plans for the Clockwork Cottage. Zar was there in a flash.

Then I made another, larger mistake...I turned the page to the drawings for Zar's original hairstyle and clothes....Oops.

He grabbed a pipe wrench and started shaking it at me... "I told you these clothes make me look fat!" and then, "Why did you never make me those boots and it says here that I am supposed to have a white shirt, black leather vest and gray pants! Where are they?" and then to add insult to injury, he finished with,"I demand satisfaction! Where is my pistol?" And off he went.

Thank goodness, I put the pistol and rifle both carefully away....Where he can't find them. I am still a little worried about the wrench...

I just heard from the other room, "There was a top hat with feathers in that drawing too. Where's my top hat?"

I am either going to have to disappear for the rest of the afternoon or start making clothes....Let's see....Where can I hide that he doesn't know about? I am tiptoeing away now.

At least there were no drawings for cat toys. Mookie still likes me.

See you tomorrow.