a New Year Stealfie

New Year Greetings from Stealth

Greetings from the fabulously cold clean air of Idaho.  We've been out walking today and Stealth couldn't stand being left behind.  Once he endured my husband treating him as a stuffed snowball he settled down, snapped a Stealfie, then tucked himself into the hood of my daughter's coat.

Ya'll should know, Stealth has plans for 2014.  Intense, world-dominating plans.  (His 2014 mantra: To Heck with the yet-unborn Xavier, The French Bulldog.  Je suis ici et maintenant.)  Anyway, the Stealth project I like best is his graphic novel.  I mean, who knew a stuffie could draw? 

So as soon as I post my little self-help book, which goes up on Kindle tomorrow, I'll help Stealth with his plans (if this thing had audio you'd hear him humphing zut in the background).  Be patient, my dust-bunny-hunting friend!  Fine art takes time . . . .

In the meantime, Happy New Year to all!