One of my friends, said "How do you be so prolific writing when you have all that stuff you are doing?" Well, writing brings me back from scattered-ness often.
My dog is mad because I am gone so much now and he is pooping in my studio. Cute, eh? Sooo poor baby is going to have to go to a cage when I'm absent. He thinks he needs to go with me each trip. That is not always practical - for him. The Mama Cat has been put on a diet by the vet. She tore her Cruciate Ligament in her cat knee and we thought she would have surgery, but he wants her in a more safe weight zone first - which is something we needed to do, just didn't know how. Well, both cats are very ticked now about being rationed and are beating up on Guido. Maybe the deposits were in retaliation to that, or maybe they just scared the poop out of him. Who knows what animals think.
This week is the last week to the Event - I'm nervous but excited. A few more tweaks and the gallery setting will be looking great - and then Gallery Night, and I hope I sell all of that, although the charcoals will be kind of like selling off my children.
So, enough for now!