Ugh, I do not feel good at all today, but I did get this finished last night.
http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj1/mother_of_wolves/EzraInTheSkycopy.jpg
It took forever but I am happy with how it came out. The funny thing about this picture is I was drawing it around the time my cat Ezra disappeared. I was so worried, every one was stressing that he probly died so that made me even more depressed because I thought he was gone for good and I would never find him again.
I know he is just a cat but i've had him since I was two years old. He is one of the only good things from my childhood and when he dies a little peice of my childhood is going to die to. So the whole day I was sniffing and sobbing over that picture thinking at the same time how ironic it was that I was drawing it.
Later that evening after we got home from my sisters, I heard him meow at the door. I was so relieved. I think I really shouldn't listen to my family, I'm still mad at my mom for telling me that I should be on the lookout for his body when I was trying to find him.
Well at least he is safe and sound, and trying to eat my headphones again. So all is back to normal.