Inevitably, I spent the rest of the morning hungry and grumpy so after a couple of hours I decided to do something about it. No, I didn't raid the kitchen and find my own bones. What do you think I am? Instead I decided on a soothing, even therapeutic activity.
How wrong was I? Check this out...
What do you reckon? I think I need therapy more now than I did before I started.
I would like to make it clear that I do not look like this. Absolutely not. Yes, perhaps I managed to get an indication of my sumptuous chest hair, and yes, perhaps my paws are rather fluffy. But the vacant expression? Nothing like me.
Since I am not a quitter, I had another go, thinking perhaps a profile portrait would go better. Unfortunately it makes me look like an overweight poodle sheep cross.
I am disappointed, who wouldn't be? But it is obviously the system that is at fault. Next time, I will try an abstract approach.
I will capture my spaniel essence and pin it down on paper!