A cat on your lap, or one sprawled across the drawing board, or tiptoeing across the palette with a shake of the paw, these are the daily pleasures.
Head bumps, soft purrs, nuzzles, kneads...
The Musings and Melancholies of an Artist and her cat herd.
Tuesday
Day Seventy FOUR
Blue Eyed Boys.
My nephew Spence and Tonks the Ragdoll.
They look like they could be brothers!
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