A friend of mine asked me to build a replica of one of her friends. She asked that I make him so he could sit on a shelf with his legs dangling over the edge. When I finished the above-pictured sculpture, I thought that he looked a lot like he was waiting for something. Waiting for the right moment to jump off of the shelf and pounce. I wonder what he is waiting for? Maybe he is waiting for his true love. Or maybe he is waiting for ice cream. Hmmm. I bet it's ice cream.