I am the proud, yet exhausted handmaiden of a 7 month kitten now known as Holly-the-Crash. I was going to illustrate Holly's first crash and was setting up to get started. Holly reached up to the table with a deft paw and the metal box of watercolor crayons went crashing to the floor. As I bent to retrieve them, she seized the opportunity to jump onto the table and drink from the jar of water I was using. When I chased her off the table, she snagged a couple of paint brushes on her way down. With all four feet firmly on the ground, she chased the scattered pencils and brushes all about the room. She's a delightful cat, and I love her exuberance and inquisitiveness, but sometimes... And then I remember the Cat Creed "The whole world is a cat toy".
This isn't really very good, and I'm not really happy about it. Her ears are all wrong, I think. I'll keep practising.