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Mina's eye looks better today: it seems to have largely stopped leaking and she's holding it almost fully open. Also she's doing more typically "Mina" things, including getting up on her hind legs and putting her front paws on my thighs to ask for cuddles, which she wasn't yesterday. I'm starting to think that Emmie might have just clocked her a good one in the face while they were playing, and her sniffles have been the result of her watering eye draining into her sinuses. If that's the case then she'll probably continue to get better on her own.
George and I just spent about two hours looking at stuff on the Zuda site, which is a series of competitions by various artists from which DC Comics will be picking new properties to develop. So far one of my favorites is Joe Comics, a hilarious take on superhero concepts and conventions.
Joe, to the villain Mr. Roboto, who has just finished declaiming grandly: "Is that drool on your lips?
Mr. Roboto, wiping his mouth: "Nonsense. It's just condensation from my ice cold robotic soul."
I laughed on almost every page of the proposal, an achievement for which the writer deserves the heartiest of congratulations.
George and I spent all that time because we're considering submitting a proposal ourselves. Assuming we decide to do so, the hard part will be coming up with a concept that we can (a) convey to the readers on the site in eight frames, and (b) both agree on. *sigh*
Today I start on the latest MM project.
Oh, ye Gods... Emmie just came into the studio to get a drink of water from Mina's water dish, and as she hunkered down to start licking, she sneezed. It was a very small sneeze, but oh please, Whoever is listening, don't let HER come down with something too. That would mean that with Mina still watery, George sniffling with a cold, and me hacking because I have a persistant piece of dust caught in my throat, everyone in the household is suffering.
George and I just spent about two hours looking at stuff on the Zuda site, which is a series of competitions by various artists from which DC Comics will be picking new properties to develop. So far one of my favorites is Joe Comics, a hilarious take on superhero concepts and conventions.
Joe, to the villain Mr. Roboto, who has just finished declaiming grandly: "Is that drool on your lips?
Mr. Roboto, wiping his mouth: "Nonsense. It's just condensation from my ice cold robotic soul."
I laughed on almost every page of the proposal, an achievement for which the writer deserves the heartiest of congratulations.
George and I spent all that time because we're considering submitting a proposal ourselves. Assuming we decide to do so, the hard part will be coming up with a concept that we can (a) convey to the readers on the site in eight frames, and (b) both agree on. *sigh*
Today I start on the latest MM project.
Oh, ye Gods... Emmie just came into the studio to get a drink of water from Mina's water dish, and as she hunkered down to start licking, she sneezed. It was a very small sneeze, but oh please, Whoever is listening, don't let HER come down with something too. That would mean that with Mina still watery, George sniffling with a cold, and me hacking because I have a persistant piece of dust caught in my throat, everyone in the household is suffering.
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