Ok... you wake up... first thing you hear is your kitty puking in front of the bedroom door. How fucking wonderful. When you get dressed... first thing you see is kitty's puke in front of the bedroom door. ARGH! And they are going to the vet... both of them... because there was a long worm in it. (Nice visual eh?) So one puked, one got a worm, and both get punished by a vet visit. lol. Poor kitties... NOT!
The testresults of my mum are there! There is no sign of cancer so she will recover well and she may go home after another 8 days.
So that is wonderful news!! I haven't talked to her since Monday, because she has no phone and right now I am at home, but I will phone her in a few hours, when my dad is visiting and he will leave is cellphone on when they are drinking tea in the hall. So happy about it!!
Have to finish that art project. It's taking too long. I don't want to give it up... but right now it's just no use... I don't know why. Can't seem to concentrate. Also need to find a shaped canvas example. *hugs Google*
I want to paint instead. I really do... I have my oil-paint, just 5 metres away from me... but there is just no place where I can paint with oil-colours without kitties jumping on my work. And if you know the properties of oil-paint... it needs days to dry... you can hardly get it out of your clothes/carpet/fill in any fabric... *sigh* Why oh why do I draw a lot with *dry* stuff? Right. Kitties.
Just felt like re-doing this old drawing from 1997. I added the text digitally.