What is it?

I think it’s a crab eating a shell? I want to do a painting of a crab as a late Christmas present. Basically I didn’t get my act together in time for a birthday present and then I promised to do it as a Christmas gift, and now look what’s happened! It’s been a hard year for me physically and mentally and I don’t seem to have the capacity to do things like I used to.

I must stop moaning and get on with things. But if you get a Christmas card off me in mid January, let me apologise now! X

Cat again

Cat made up of tiny purple hearts.

He looks on happily

Proud and smug

He’s the boss

Whiskered and neat

Pure white feet

Sneaked out today

Lying in the neighbours yard

In the bright, late summer sun.

Wouldn’t come when called.

Puncture wounds?

In hubby’s arms

Cats claws leave scars

But he is safe.

Vets bill again

Tomorrow.

Claws and whiskers

Reaching, stretching, paws up, claws out. But he’s only saying hello.

Just look at those whiskers, able to twitch and feel. Helps with moving around in the dark. Used to check a space is wide enough to get through. Pushed forward when he’s interested in something, sniffing and smelling his food or a cat nip toy.

Claws ready to knead and pull, to show he loves you by ‘poddling’. A happy cat….

Archaeological dog walking?

Not with those soles!

This was a patch of concrete or cement on the pavement next to a telecommunications box. Maybe someone in forensics could date these soles, their size, the weight of the person? The dog print looks like it’s a large dog, big claws on it. And the crack, did that happen because there are tree roots below it? Why stand on this? I wonder if it was deliberate.

Cats

You can’t escape them. If they want to climb up your leg and stick their claws in, or jump across the room to get on your shoulder? Then they will spring athletically with powerful muscles and grip on like grim death!

Food? You want to share? No… But they look at you with those great big eyes and you are hypnotised. But they are such good companions (which means when it suits them, not you) it’s amazing how a three to four kilo animal can pin down a human, who then apologises when the time comes to move them. Dead weight? Surely cats weigh more!

Cats have their own minds. They don’t like being controlled. You can’t pick them up if they don’t want to be. They squirm, and watch out for the claws!

They have their skills, catching rodents. But why do they have to leave you a ‘little gift?’ that cartoon image of a mouse with crosses for eyes springs to mind.

So you want to read the paper hooman?

you’ve got to come through me!

Don’t dare think you can read this

Tis mine not yours I say!

Tis my bed and I’ll lie on it

So just you go away!

I’ll not let hooman near it,

My claws are sharp and curved.

My comfort is important.

No I’ll not be moved today!

(she got off and walked away!)