Had to get up early yesterday and as I was lying in bed trying to convince myself that I needed to wake up [I’m not a morning person] I reached for my sketchbook and did some drawings of Ming the Merciless who was lolling around on the bed. She throws some great shapes. Continue reading “An Early Morning Cat, The Eisteddfod and a brilliant floating office.”
Category Archives: Cat stories
Ming the Merciless and Melvyn catching some zzzzzzzzzzeds
Cats are not easy to draw when they’re awake because they move around so much, so most of my cat drawings are of sleeping kitties, which can get a bit boring, so I jump at the chance of getting a different angle. Ming has always adored Melvyn and he her and she often usesContinue reading “Ming the Merciless and Melvyn catching some zzzzzzzzzzeds”
Calico cat’s comfort zone
Sparta is our youngest of two tortoiseshell [calico] cats and typically loves her creature comforts. I’ve noticed over the decades of sharing my home and life with cats that there’s a hint of the ‘Princess and the Pea’ about them. They won’t settle for sleeping on a soft settee or bed if there’s a newspaper,Continue reading “Calico cat’s comfort zone”
This Is Spartaaaaaaaa!!!!!
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 sheContinue reading “This Is Spartaaaaaaaa!!!!!”
Making up and cheering up
Ming the Merciless and Bobbit have been enemies all their lives; they hated each other and would rarely even stay in the same room, but last night as Bobbit lay very ill in a blanket on the settee, Ming jumped up next to her. I moved in because I thought she was going to takeContinue reading “Making up and cheering up”
My Journey with Bobbit
Bobbit came into our family in July 1993 and 17 years later I’m sitting with her as she sleeps her last sleep, dying gently and quietly with familiar sounds and smells and her human and feline companions around her. If she was suffering I’d take her to the vet for euthanasia, but she’s slipping awayContinue reading “My Journey with Bobbit”
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