One of our indoor cats snuck out the back door today. We didn’t realise as my hubby left the back door open just while he popped out to get the milk in. I knew she was out when I went to give her some cat treats and she didn’t come running immediately.
My hubby is loud, and she runs and hides from him, so when he went out shouting her name I knew that wouldn’t work. I put my coat on and shook the bag of treats near the back door, then tried looking between the back fence and the shed. No sign. Still shouting her name I called and called, no answer…
I came in to calm down, I did the washing up to take my mind off things. I decided to give her a few minutes peace to let her settle wherever whe was. Then I went out and called her again….
Mew! Mew! She was miaowing loudly, but where? Sounded like the neighbours garden. You have to go out our front door and down the alley… Mew! I could hear her, but not see her. She mewed constantly as I called her, I looked behind old bits of wood, and an old door propped against the fence. Mew! I climbed over a pile of old branches into the next garden. Mew! Not in their shed.
Mew! The cat noise was coming and going, as if she was moving around. But where? Not behind anything? Maybe up? There she was, she must have climbed up a bush to get onto a kitchen extension roof!
She doesn’t climb, except up stairs, but she got up there. Mew!!! Come down little cat? After a lot of cajoling she came down just after the neighbour offered the loan of a ladder! She scrambled and slid down the branches… And shot off into our garden! I ran round and back through the front door, through the house and let her in the back door. She ran upstairs. Then she came down again and had some food, as if nothing had happened.
Cat I drew at the start of march. I used an ink roller that you can blot out addresses with. I would have done more of these but the cat decided to play with the roller and I think it’s been knocked under a cupboard. I will have to try and find it. Sometimes the simplest experiments work well.
I noticed the letters on the roller are Greek, I don’t know why? If you tip it on one side you can achieve thin lines and also get some curves.
Oh yes! She tried to get my pen and rubbed her head along my sketchpad. I took a blurry photo and then drew this. Sometimes the paw comes up and she tries to grab my pen. Eyes staring at the tip of it. What fun… Maybe she was an artist in a past life!
Last day of April, almost the end of this semester, but I think drawing something every day has really improved my skills. Looking back at last year’s work before I started college I can see how my mark making has changed. Practice is definitely good for Art.
That’s what we are for our outdoor cat. He sleeps all night then grabs his breakfast and rushes out of the door around dawn. Sometimes he stays in for longer. He has the best of both worlds, freedom to roam and warmth and food when he wants it. I’m not sure what will happen if we ever go on holiday.
He eats as much as he wants, drinks what he wants, sleeps where he wants. Lucky cat!
I was sitting in the living room tonight and instead of tapping at the cat flap like he normally does, our adopted cat gave an enormous miaow/yowl. I could hear him above the TV!
He then came in, had some food and drink, sat by my feet for a few minutes, purring very loudly then: Miarowwww… He’s up and wants letting out again. That cat has got powers of persuasion! No doubt he will be back in an hour or so.