Caved and bought a set of book brushes for procreate. Could I have made them myself? Yes. Would I have had the patience? No. Is this for a potentially one-off project because I’m never drawing a library as a background ever again? Maybe.
“What do you mean, no treat? I did all the things, I booped you in the butt, I threw my paws at you, I looked at you very intently and then looked at the treat jar. What was there to misunderstand??”
Dreamt that someone dumped roughly 10 dogs (and out of those 7-8 golden retriever puppies) and 30 rats (the big grey ones, not the pet variant) in our garden. (In boxes and such.)
… what.
And why did my brain decide that the only dog I want to keep was the sweet as heck Rottweiler girl?
Also who the heck dreams of organizing vet visits and which shelters to call. Why brain, why.
Now that Astarion has not ascended I can finish my (good) dark urge run in peace 😌 (We are, however, currently in the process of robbing Baldur‘s Gate counting house, after the counting house master and his guards „accidentally“ died while fighting Bhaalists… True tragedy. Such an unfortunate turn of events…) #BaldurGate3
She wanted to go left, I wanted to go right, so the only logical sequence of events was that we just stood there for a good 5 minutes until gentle leash tugs and treats convinced her to slowly and reluctantly follow me. 😌
