I feel like I'm a terrible tortoise parent (only partly true; there are many things I should have done differently from day one. Some I knew about, some I did not), and that I don't deserve to have pets of any kind.

I feel like my family doesn't support me in my passion (and kinda never has. Reading about animals is well and good, but owning them has always been a point of conflict).

Oddly enough, I feel lonely.
Matt is on a business trip, and I'm grieving the death of a beloved friend.
I'm not lonely in the "I want to socialize" way (that would take more energy than I have)... just in the "I want to velcro myself to your shoulder and have you tell me everything is okay while I drench your shirt in snot and tears" way. I want to see a close friend or family member... even just so I have an excuse to stop *feeling* and pretend to be okay.

I was gonna cry myself to sleep, again, but the cats can feel that I'm upset, and are attempting to deal with this in their own ways. Waldo has been scritching and petting me, Boots... has been howling.

Very helpful.

Overdue update

Here's something more rated G. :p

It has been ages since I updated, especially since I have no camera with which to take photos of my napkin doodles.
To my handful of followers: post the pics of any drawings I leave you! :D
It'll be a fun way to see who's collecting my doodles.

In the meantime, here is my cat, being baffled by the hamster.

Gluten ant

Dear idiots of the world:
You can get a "carb coma" from anything with carbohydrates.
That means beans, corn (starch), sugary drinks, booze, rice, potatoes (starch), and, yes, wheat. Wheat is not the only "carb coma" inducing food. Saying you are "going gluten-free" and regret eating wheat when you get into a "carb coma" only highlights your idiocy.

Oh, what happens when *I* eat wheat? I break out in hives, rashes, and shit myself inside-out.
Yes, my rectum becomes a river of agony and death, but please, tell me more about how sleepy you get from that mean old wheat!

If carb comas are your problem, I have your solution; eat less carbohydrates, of all kinds. If you have such poor self control that you have to cut out all delicious baked goods, just so you won't devour 50 croissants, I hate to break it to you; gluten-free foods will not save you. One day we will master the gluten-free pain au chocolat, and then? Then, you're fucked. Because wheat was never YOUR problem.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go kill an elk with my flatulence.

Preview of things to come

Recipe for Horradric Fajitas may or may not be included.

Feliway

Things I could have done better....
Pushed my shadows darker
Shown a few more story panels....

I need to...

Practice drawing myself more.
Draw more, period.

Cartoon butt

Managed to get my feet under the blanket, so I called it a successful re-entry.

Victory in crochet!

I made an okapi! His name is Steve. Steve wears a hat.

Adventures in crochet

Cuddle pile!

So... I've been absent a while. I've moved by art blog... napkin thing to Tumblr (ElfDa.Tumblr.com)
We've moved to Sammamish/Issaquah, Washington.

We have several reptiles, some of which are fosters, and we now have a group of rodents. 3 female African soft-fur rats (also called multimammate mice, odorless rats, Natal rats/mice, etc) and one fancy mouse.
Penny the tortoise is now free-roaming, most of the time, and enjoys the freedom, and ability to chase cats, any time she pleases.

But about the fancy mouse. The term "fancy" does not mean "oh, look how fancy that mouse is!", but is more along the lines of "I rather fancy that mouse!" rather that calling it the "mouse hobby" is it the "mouse fancy"-- like cat fancy.

There's some controversy about whether ASFs and mice can co-habitate.
I have found that IF you introduce them to a BRAND NEW cage, at the SAME TIME, so it is neutral territory, you CAN have success. But don't assume it will work, and you need to watch them like a hawk, at first. My mouse, Reesey-Meese, rules the roost and is adored by the ASFs. She is a regular participant in the group "cuddle piles", which is unbelievably adorable. How adorable? Let me show you.

Penny's love of Mazuri, tortoise food

Penny was originally raised on lettuce (encrusted with calcium dust)... but has since been transitioned to Mazuri, a commercial tortoise diet, and she LOVES IT.

Like... as much as I love burritos.
and considering that I ignore an explosive food allergy for my burrito fix; I'd say that's a pretty hardcore love.

Don't believe me? Here are some amazing Penny photos, I took yesterday, before I went to Pho Vina for yummy, yummy pho. (#10 with extra tendon; it's the best!)

Nov 14th; Pho Vina

Apparently some folks have started writing down my URL, to visit my blog... I should probably start making some real content, huh?

Oct 31st, Taco Del Mar; Redmond

I have been falling behind with my drawing posts, again. >_>
bad Elfy!

Tortie-cozies. It'll catch on.

I'm a trend-setter; it's true.

Taco del Mar, Kirkland, WA

Carmen and Jose~

True story.
Taco del Mar, Kirkland, WA

Dear Ooba Tooba

I'm allergic to wheat and avocados. It really sucks, but I try not to let it get me down.
...or at least I don't let it get between me and Mexi nums.

Chajanmyeon Noodles~

Drawn at Genki Sushi in Factoria, WA

The owner actually liked this drawing so much; he took it home to show his wife. o.O

Pro-tip

So... Waldo bit me. and I'm not talking a little nip, I mean I bled for 3 days and was on heavy antibiotics 10 days. Cat bites can be life-threateningly serious; if it's a puncture wound; see a doctor IMMEDIATELY.

...in his defense; we were shaving his butt.

Dismayed Colette

Colette is my sister's tiny black cat. :)
Drawn at Genki Sushi in Factoria, WA

In the not-too-distant-future

Looks like it was at the Bellevue Taco del Mar. :)

I hate hot weather

Taco del Mar, Kirkland, WA

Waldo actually does love the fan. Hardcore.