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.
Saturday
Friday
Thursday
Day Twenty Seven
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>° +°<
TECHNO KITTY!!
(Due to Earthlink Router Disconnection, I had NO INTERNET for over 24 hours!)
This is the only cat I could send, via cell phone, to mobile web, to blog spot, to teeny tiny cell phone screen posting!)
Hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!
>° +°<
TECHNO KITTY!!
(Due to Earthlink Router Disconnection, I had NO INTERNET for over 24 hours!)
This is the only cat I could send, via cell phone, to mobile web, to blog spot, to teeny tiny cell phone screen posting!)
Hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!
Wednesday
Tuesday
Monday
DAY TWENTY FOUR
His name is Tonks and he lives happily in Arizona, sauntering the homestead and bringing home occasional offerings of bird bits and leapin' lizards.
Sunday
DAY TWENTY THREE
Caterwaul
cat·er·waul
[kat-er-wawl]–verb (used without object)
1. to utter long wailing cries, as cats in rutting time.
2. to utter a similar sound; howl or screech.
3. to quarrel like cats.
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