New paintings and regular art updates.
This was what I was painting at 2am this morning. Bit more to do. I just liked his cheeky look. The background is a bit weird but I might leave it.
Next is a painting of either Mars or Earth. I’ve already done a couple of Jupiter so it would be interesting to paint something different. I just need a decent photo to work from.
Say hello to a garden visitor that seems to have taken to us. He’s very friendly (basically because we feed him). The thing is he’s so big and sleek that I think he has a home but he knows he can visit.
That’s why we are sitting in the summerhouse, graced by his company.
I’ve decided to call him Woody.
For some reason our cast iron cat doorstop has ended up on the kitchen window ledge instead of on the floor. He peers out from behind the Christmas cactii. My kitchen is full of things that I don’t really need, like plants and ornaments. I need to get rid of some of them… Anyway I took the photo of him a few nights ago while I was downstairs getting a cool drink. The pink candle is one my hubby wants to float on the pond, although I don’t think it will do the goldfish any good..
Purr, I like you
Purr let me sharpen my claws…
On your leg..
Purr, gimme food!
Purr, gimme water!
Purr, clean my litter tray,
Purr, let me sit here
It’s my computer now…
Purr, that’s a book?
Let me read it.
Purr that’s your food
Gimme some now!
Purr, I’m tired
Let me sleep on you.
Not your lap,
Your face!
Purr I love you
Purr yes I do….
That look says
Spider,
I see you,
There is no escape,
I will watch you
And when you are not looking,
I will pounce.
But now
I will just stare
My two big eyes
Against your eight.
I smell your hand hooman
It sniffs of coffee and paint
Of lavender and cut grass.
It smells of sausages and chips
Salt and vinegar.
Your hooman hand is warm
And soft.
Your hooman hand gives me
Food and water.
It strokes my belly
My nose and head.
You are my hooman
And I own you!
I need a holiday, a proper long holiday. One where I can explore somewhere like Whitby on the North East Coast of England. I like quirky, interesting places. Places like The Shambles in York, the Lake District and all its little picturesque villages and towns. The South West, Devon and Cornwall. And then placed I’ve never been like the home counties and the Norfolk broads.
I need to get a pet sitter and go!
His figure appeared in the doorway, upright, paws out, head tilted to one side. A zombie cat? Lurching towards her out of the dark. Not the sprightly pounce and jump, but a shambling gait past the books on the landing. She thought of running past him out of the bedroom, but he was to tall to jump over and she would have fallen down the stairs. Instead she backed away and stood on the old armchair. He stumbled as he entered the room, sounding a vicious growl as his back paws twisted sideways. She lept from the chair, caught the handrail and ran and jumped downstairs….
She hadn’t considered there might be zombie mice in the lounge
…..
The cats are inhabiting the bathroom while the weather is hot. I’ve got a board to sit on because I struggle to get into the bath. Although I’ve started to do yoga to try and build up my core strength. It’s easy to leave the board there and put a cat mat on it. My boy cat likes to lie there at night as there is less insulation in our extension so it cools down quicker (not so good in the winter). The other smaller cat likes it too but she gets pushed off by the bigger cat so she ends up on the corner of the bath.
Yesterday was really hot and they slept on the floor on the cool tiles for some of the time. Today it’s cooler though still hot and they have resumed their places. Not for long though. I want a nice cool shower.
So that’s it then, no more cat food for my cats. It took me weeks when they first arrived to get food they liked. They only eat one sort, and only one flavour. So I went to get more today and its reduced to clear. Great I got lots of it, then asked at the till what does it mean? Oh we are no longer stocking it…. Bombshell, they are the only store I know that stocks it!
I asked if they would reconsider and was told it would be a buyer way above their pay grade that decided. But I said my cats will starve to death! ( You don’t know how fussy they are). Well you can buy on line. No I don’t buy anything online, how do I know it’s safe to do so?
Turns out the store might order it in for me and as long as I order over £30 they will get it for me……
I’m going to go to our local, small, petshop and see if they can help.
I think the big chain store, pet shop, has just lost a customer.
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