We went to get cat food (they eat like its never tomorrow, especially Fellini. I love watching them eat. Liza, like a queen, expected to be picked up and placed on the third shelf, because she is getting old and may be demands more attention. We do and I say: "Sorry, Your Cathighness, Ваше Кошачество" ).
I stayed in the car and did this sketch with ink in Stillman and Birn Gamma sketchbook.