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I have a cat and the closest he came to painting was walking through my
palette to get to the window in front of my paint table. And he sure had a fit
when I tried to wipe his paws to clean them! The book is very humorous but I
don't take it seriously. Examine some of the art. It looks contrived.
Marsha, in beautiful 70 degree Florida with Christmas lights in my palm trees.
Don't laugh.