...one day at a time
Yep..until the clay dries, as you can tell by the 'I'm uncomfortable' look on his face!
That chest looks familiar... when the clay dries, it drops off our dogs and collects in piles of fine reddish brown dust on the lounge room floor. Thank dog I don't have carpet.
Can't live without them and can't live with them sometimes! You have to wonder if they have part memory of a goldfish.
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