Okay, so this is a bit off-topic, but how long can you blog without showing photos of your dog?
In February 2004, I took a week off work to find a dog – and what a dog I found! Chet was at the local SPCA, where his owners knew he was impounded and chose not to claim him. It was my lucky day.
But he really hates my work – and gives a sigh of disgust when I turn to computer or pick up a pen. After all, we could be romping outdoors, playing with his stuffed rabbit or walking the trails. I like to look at work-in-progress from across the room, and Chet has refined the technique of getting directly in my line of vision, and with his eyes, proposing we go for a walk instead... and those eyes are hard to resist!
What to do, when your biggest fan hates your work!?