Once again, we’ve come to my birthday. Everybody always say “You’re a St. Patrick’s Day baby”. Recently, though, I’ve been telling people that I’m a St. Gertrude’s Day baby. It’s especially relevant in the Year of the Tiger.
And a horse.
I’m working on a lot of small pictures right now, since I’ll probably have time to work on two. After all, what’s the point of doing a drawing, and sitting there doing nothing for an hour and a half?
So, I’ll get back to real life in a few days. But in the meantime.
Have you noticed that my line of cats gets longer as time passes?
And, a dog.
And another horse!