Well, the lady won't say how many hours she spent on this. The phrase, "get a life" comes to mind.
For Elvis, she cut and pasted his fur from different photos. He looks kinda weird, so don't look too close.
Hey, Elvis. You're like Frankenstien's kitty.
Now, for me, she tried "cloning" my fur, but that didn't work out too well (she needs lessons in this Photoshop Elements thing). So, she just painted a body for me over the "real" Puss in Boots. Sheesh. Rip off. I do like how she matched my scarf to the feather in my cap.
Okay, if you'll excuse me, I have damsels in distress to rescue and some salmon to skewer.
