Sparta is a small ‘Naughty Tortie’ cat [that’s calico cat in some parts of the world]. She was eight weeks old when she came to us about 18 months ago and one of her favourite pastimes was trashing our net curtains; running across the room at full speed, launching herself up as far as she could and then slipping down with her claws embedded in them, ripping as she went, like in the cartoons. She was so fast that she was up and at ‘em before we could stop her.
One day I grabbed a camera and clicked away as she vandalised the nets. I made drawings of some of the photos and then carved a series of woodblocks, which I printed up into limited editions. They’ve been in a few exhibitions and I’ve sold enough to be able to replace the curtains that she destroyed. Here’s one of them.
Oh I really like this one, definitely the naughty cat stance is there.
She’s a little scamp
Sparta appears to be related to one of my former cats, Spunky. The names are startlingly similar as well, hmmmmmm. At any rate, Spunky had a similar climbing habit only he usually chose to mountain climb my step mother’s Pier One wicker shelving on the outer sides. This winning behavior was accompanied by a rousing sprint from one end of the house to the cat tree, a large carpet covered construction about 7 feet tall in this case. When he reached terminal velocity he would leap as high as he could onto the tree and ride it as it rocked wildly back and forth before coming to rest. Once he concluded the bronco ride it was back to scaling the wicker mountain. I never got tired of this guys antics, unfortunately he left as he had come, one night he simply never returned. I hope he is at someone else’s house making mischief still!
She’s a naughty one allright
Sorry, only just seen your comment, five years on. Gremlins in the machine