A cat tale

Once upon a time there was a cat who didn't really qualify as a full-fledged cat because his creator was having great difficulty getting to "The End" part. 

It wasn't for lack of motivation.  She looked forward to working on him daily. She couldn't blame the cumbersome necessity of having to move him into the back room when it was meal time so she could serve her hubby supper.

It wasn't even the pesky process of mixing the water into the mache--with the dust flying everywhere--once she figured out it made good sense to mix the mess in a ziplock bag. Nor was it the distraction of the Olympics...because she found the TV easy to view from her work table.

The ants can't be blamed either.  They don't care much for paper mache if it's without condiments. It's not the swarm (scientific term) of earthquakes in the area. A little shakin' is never an excuse to lay down on the job.

Since there appears to be no legitimate reason for the cat creator's apparent inability to finish this feline project, it seems her only recourse is to subscribe to the Mr. Gadget Fool-proof Method of Finishing Stuff and call it "good enough."