Nice! The cat has meaningful look.
Too cute, I adore Bobo expression!!!
Great gradients and use of color. I illustrated a cat as well, but he's not hungry. Love the kitty's smile.
Heehee! Cute illustration! Yes, any cat that can commandeer a whole container of food is my hero, too.
I have a cat who feels just like Bobo! Cute illustration!www.indigeneartforms.blogspot.com
all cat owners can relate to this. fun.
OOooh poor Bobo! Look how skinny he is! haha He is like my guinea pigs. They are on a diet and they do not like it one bit :) Nice job. Your illustrations always make me smile!
Ack Sorry, I know Bobo is a SHE! I live in a house of almost all male pets....sorry!
This "enough" is absolutely charming! Beautifully expressed and executed.Best to you and Bobo...:)
(Mewooore,) love that, soooo clever, heehee. Good you're helping Bobo keep her girlish figure, in spite of herself.Awesome illustration. Love the salmon colors and the dynamic composition.
Bobo's tummy looks plenty full!Maybe he can have a little snack later!!
We cracked up when we saw this! Your expresions are just fabulous. Remind Bobo if her belly gets like Peter's then she wont be as agile and she might get stuck jumping through her hoop.Peter is happy with his hero status! You totally made my day!!!
Terrific, and so true of all cats! If you think Peter Peppercloud is fat, you've never seen my cat Bliss. We're working on it :D
Perfect entry for the theme. Great scene :)
Wonderful illustration, I love the colors! My cat uses the same expression when he is asking for food! =D
very well done and funny
too cute... I know that "I am so cute" kitty faces can be irrisitable! who could say no! hihi...
fun illustration...very well done !!!
i always love your art :)
too nice,great illo,it seems our cat,food is never enough
AhBo still hungry mah!
haha, mewooore! bobo this put smile on my face! ^_^__^
So cute! great illo!
So cute and oh so true! Beagles are the same way too, they can never have enough! :-)
Yes, this is my cat to a "T!"
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