I thought for a moment that the white round on the table was a Daliesque clock!
Looks like Vicki is close to the surface…?
About a year ago, my youngest cutest kitty jumped up on my sewing table, and knocked over the cup of hot chocolate there. It made such a mess—and I made such a fuss—she didn’t come into the room again until this morning. She sniffed around the table, she backed up to look at the sewing table from all sides, then she jumped up on the ironing board for another look. Finally, she jumped across to the desk—only to find that I had put my coffee cup WAY to the back of the table against the wall. Who’s says we don’t learn from past mistakes?
One of many reasons we don’t have a cat.
Just wondering, has this artist ever seen an actual cat?