Crossed cats paws 🐾

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You sat a while, washing, paws crossed in contentment. A tiny leaf near to you, ready for the swift pounce when you see it again. Then dance around the room, catching, lifting it up in the air, only to see it fall again. Your eyes gleam as you lick a back leg, plotting a swift twitch of your paw. A substitute mouse or bird, but far less cruel. Cat you have got cattitude!

Seamus for Tummy rub Tuesday

When my partner goes to bed Seamus likes to snuggle up on his chair. Then he turns over on his back as if to say rub my belly. But beware, it’s a sneaky snare. Tickle too hard or too long, or if his tale is twitching. Out come the claws! Ouch…. He’s really sweet though  a friendly cat, you just have to be gentle and watch for the signs ..

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Cat sketches

 

I’m playing with digital sketches to decide whether to paint or draw a card design. After the first set done in a sketching app, I did the last one as an artrage oil sketch – over drawing a picture of a firework exploding that I did last week. I’m happier with that than the others.

I’m only doing these because I’ve got a cold. I was due to go out and go to an art group but I woke up feeling snotty this morning. But you can’t keep me away from drawing or painting for long. I’ve got a large peice of foam board in the car to paint on for something else this week….. But that’s another story.

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I think this looks more refined and handsome.

Poddling

Argh that’s my leg! My cat is “poddling” that’s kneading it with his big, heavy, sharp clawed paws….I’m suffering from tiny puncture wounds in my thigh…stroke his back and he starts up again. Left, right, left, right…..look of concentration on his face, 5 minutes, 10 minutes, slowing down .. almost..no he’s started up again. Ow, should have worn thicker trousers….finally settled down, ready to sleep….thank goodness…

I once saw a poster “poddle free cheshire” that’s where I found this wonderful word.

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Cats make my heart melt

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How old was I when we first had a cat? 11 or 12 I think, we had two cats, a tortoise shell and a grey tabby. I remember loving them. One was a kitten and we had a settee which had four legs so it would run underneath and pounce on my ankles. I had to sit cross legged on the seat to avoid getting scratched!

I went to college and my friend had two kittens which we took to the vets and we saw an old cat there which was due to be euthanized.  we asked to take it in and looked after it for a year until it died of old age. That cat was Jinx and I did a lovely painting of him.

The following year we took in an adult female cat. She was very clever and liked to ride on my shoulders.  She had kittens and we kept two of them. Once their mum died they were our cats for many years. The female lived to 21. As they got old we took in another two strays, one of these would sit on the white line in the middle of the road,  waiting for me to come home. He was knocked over in an accident with a car and was put to sleep. The other cat we think was killed by antifreeze or another poison. I was very sad when that happened, but we were later persuaded to taken in two more cats. They lived long lives . Finally last year we took in a brother and sister cat. They love chasing each other around the house, up and down stairs. Having fun trying to catch water from the bath tap and jumping up on top of the cupboards in the kitchen. They are a little shy when new people visit but they are loved and give love. I could write more but I don’t want to bore you.

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Leaping

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One cat a leaping,

Two cats a sleeping,

Three cats are creeping,

Four cats are weeping,

Five cats are keening,

Six cats are fleeing,

Seven cats are healing,

Eight cats are peeping,

Nine cats are greeting,

Ten cats are purring…….

Not a good poem, just a bit of rhyming babble….

Working on them

One problem with being ill is that sometimes my energy levels are not good. I’m often tired, and if I get a cold like I have now I just feel washed out. I end up looking at  the canvas instead of painting it.

That being said I’ve promised to finish these two this week. They have come on well, but I think they will need daylight so that I can see the colours properly.

So I will take my time but work hard to finish them. Until I’m happy with them.

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Dusty cats

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I love ornaments, but have an aversion to dusting, hence all of my ceramic cats are rather dusty.

The more I collect the worse I get. I added up the number of cat ormaments I had once and gave up after 50. I’m afraid I like collecting “useless tat”. Maybe one day I could use them in an art work. Or more likely they will sit and continue to gather dust.

I think each of these cats is a depiction of a Egyptian goddess Bast? I may be wrong.

Catlick

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I love the shapes cats make, even when they are having a wash…

Catlick, wash and brush up.

Preening and tidying,

Smoothing your fur..

Make yourself handsome,

Tidy your whiskers

Top to tail,,

Then your inner gymnast,

Turns you upside down,

Inside out,

Legs akimbo! (love those words).

Purrs escaping like a boiling kettle.

Shapes like a twister game.

You are my cat.

Beautiful and gleaming.