Before we moved I was free to paint and do whatever artsy things I pleased in my bedroom. When we moved my parents decided they did not want paint on the walls or carpet and prmosed me they would build me a studio. We lived in that house for three years or so. My parents tried various things but nothing worked like I needed. I don't know about other people but I don't like dog hair stuck in my art. We finnaly moved back to our old house. My dad bulit a workshop to fix up old junker cars but since he has developed a lung diease he shouldn't really be around that kind of stuff. He and my mom argeed and I can now use it as an art studio. I can resume my real media and pony customs once again. The wait was worth it. I also finnaly came up with a name for my bearded dragon. His name is Pippin. I hurt my neck somehow the other day. It used to be so bad I could not get out of bed but now it's just a tired achy feeling. I need to call the chiropracter when the weekend is over.