Yes, but the alternative is him laying directly under my canvas and staring at me like this:
So instead we take turns, and since this is acrylic, I can wipe it off them with a damp towel if I catch it right away.
I should clarify for people, since the lighting does not make this super clear–these are two separate cats, Malice (the black one, who shoulders if she is given constant attention) and Vice (the grey one, who can be held but will fidget constantly.) They’re both not yet two years old, and have a long ways to go before they’re on level with their predecessor, Nimitz, the Terror of the Underbrush, who shouldered so well I could do whole sculpting projects and maintain the use of both hands. Git gud, baby cats.
