Okaye this painting is really really old but because it's her birthday tomorrow I'm letting you have a peek. It doesn't exist anymore cause she usually paints over her stuff. She wasn't happy with the mouth cause she reckons it made her look like a frustrated old bag.....I can't be bothered with Joseph Hibiscus today because he can be a right pain in the bum. I still can't get over that fantastic poo I rolled in the other day shame no one else shares my refined pallet.
But as you know I am a very very cross little chihuahua
May the mirth of a thousand angels warm your cockles in the winter of your desolations...
Tubbs
