Picasso is back to hear of himself
It seems as if the neighbor knew in advance what would happen because the smart man had put a trampoline under the window so that the cat is launched back onto the roof.
From fright, Spookie runs back to the other skylight and peeks in. She proudly admires her painting work.
The neighbor, on the other hand, is very panicked. With a bucket of soapy, she runs through the entire room and scans the colored footsteps of the floor, the walls, the windows and the curtains. Even the bank got a dotted pattern. A plaid should cover that up.
Exhausted Encaustichris lies on the rug and closes her eyes.
Spookie looks in mourning through the window. It all looks so boring. And she's done so hard! Maybe, just maybe she can do something about that.
After all, the skylight is still open a bit. Very carefully she jumps in and sneaks to the table. But the beeswax is gone. Too bad!
She walks through to the kitchen, dives into a few lockers and finds a big jar of peanut butter. With her sharp teeth, she manages to open the pot.
Spookie sticks a leg in and licks it. Hmm, not bad. Immediately she dips all four her legs into it and begins a new work of art...
I'm curious how Encaustichris is going to deal with this new crisis...
#fotowoorden #schrijfuitdaging
