Kitties, this painting stuff is for the birds. It is going on too long. Dad has all the furniture pushed into the middle of the room (half of it taken out) and the humans keep going to the store for yet another pint of a sample color for the walls. Meantime, Dad does priming, spackling, etc, and takes loooong breaks to nap with me on the deck.
So I have to squash myself in between the furnitures and catch my inside naps as best I can: drop cloths can make decent napping spots, actually.
Sometimes it is so hot I have to cool my belly off.