
Chasing, running
Playing, jumping
Pouncing, leaping
Happy, racing
Running fast
Speedy paws
Get that toy!
Pounce on the mouse!
So much catnip!
Cheeky face!
New paintings and regular art updates.

Chasing, running
Playing, jumping
Pouncing, leaping
Happy, racing
Running fast
Speedy paws
Get that toy!
Pounce on the mouse!
So much catnip!
Cheeky face!

Never seen his eye colour before
Golden and Rich
Like butter or strong mustard.
His eyes glint and gleam
Slitted irises watch carefully
I could dip a bread soldier
In the yolk of his eyes.
Golden orbs full of mischief
Glamour and magic.
Turn them on me
I am under his spell…

The light, shining through the crystals hanging in my window, shone on the cat as he lay next to me. It was interesting to see how the colours affected how his coat looked. He was like a cat trapped in a rainbow. So sweet. So relaxed, lying in the sun, warm and happy.

He loves me I think, it might be cupboard love, because I feed him. But he likes having his cheeks rubbed and his ears stroked. He still doesn’t like being picked up and soon wriggles free. I think he must have been handled badly as a kitten. He was abandoned (we found out from the cat charity we support) so we have looked after him for about five years now. He started out living in our shed and gradually came into the house at night. Now he’s next to me, curled up on the arms of our armchairs, he likes sleeping between us. I think it makes him feel safer. But he still goes out most of the night, even when it’s cold and wet. I think he must be eleven or twelve now. Cats that live outside have shorter lives so I think we have added a few years on to his life. X

Tuesdays #bandofsketchers prompt was the future based on the Potter Graysons Perry’s Art club on TV.
Oh my! What to draw. Bogged down writing my college report I decided to draw future ‘P. E. T’ a personal environmental trainer (and jukebox). Lol. It also purrs and mioaws! Just a silly doodle.

Golden eyes staring up at me. Sitting in the sunlight. Is that love or ‘feed me’ in his eyes? Predator, but well fed. He doesn’t chase birds thankfully. But he does chase other cats, and gets chased in return. I think they are playing ‘tag’. Long whiskers twitch, he’s ready to rub up against my legs. Enjoy the sun and warmth today. Tomorrow maybe snow is on the way!

If cats had wings like dragons or bats what strange creatures would they be. Able to leap and fly over tall buildings to get to the kitty food on the other side. Sharp claws to grab rodents and then fly them up to eyries High up on the rooftops. Would they play with TV ariels or sit in satellite dishes?
Would they fight in mid air? Fur flying and showering people below. Maybe they would be entirely feral and not have owners. I’d hate to have to try and catch one to take to the vets for a checkup? And I can imagine them snuggled up, wrapped in their wings when they sleep?

Snoozing
Sleeping
Snoring
Snuffling
Sighing
Sheets
Purring
Poddle
Paws
Cat
Cheerful
Comfortable
Curled

Your paws are white,
Your nose is black
You like cheeks rubbing
You arch your back
You purr
You poddle your paws
Kneading my knees
You twitch your whiskers
Wash your face
You are my good friend
I love you.

Ink bleeds through paper and shows up on the back of the page. I usually try and use pens that don’t do this, but sometimes you can see something, and create something new. I used to draw round different areas of colours in the past and I’ve done something similar here. Two cats…