Yesterday was a good day and I was able to finish up all the drawing that I needed to do for the next project that I need to send out to the magazine later on this week. That means that I get to spend the day at the scroll saw cutting. As always, that is one of my favorite parts of what I do. It will be nice to see everything come to life.
My partner Keith is still fighting his cold. Unfortunately it has turned into a cough and sounds like it is going into his lungs. Even though he is coughing quite a bit this morning, the chances of getting him to go in and get it looked after are slim. You guys all probably understand. I don’t mean to sound sexist but I just can’t see it happening. Not yet anyway. I did suggest it yesterday and I got the reply ‘It’s only a cold’ from him and left it at that.
I really hope I don’t get it too. I have been extra careful and taking lots of extra vitamin C and washing my hands fifty two hundred times a day and hopefully my own immune system is strong enough for me to avoid getting it myself. (Well, I can hope, can’t I?)
I must say my little kitty with the mask avitar has gotten some attention. I would have never thought. I received several comments and messages on it and I am glad I could make you all smile. I think I am going to keep it until I am out of danger from catching this cold that Keith has. Besides, I am cutting today and we should wear our masks when doing so.
Many of you think that all the kitty pictures that I post are of my own three, but usually they are not. I don’t think that they would stand for half the stuff that I show. I just love cats as many of you figured out and I find it fun to see them in silly poses and situations.
I used to dress up my cat as a child. From the time I was three years old until I was sixteen, I had a beautiful sleek all black cat we called Cindy. I remember dressing her in a pink night gown, complete with a little pink night hat and she would allow us to push her around the neighborhood in our doll buggy. One time in particular, a neighbor stopped to see our “baby” (I was about seven years old at the time) and pulled back the top of the buggy, expecting a doll. I will never forget the look on her face when she saw the black, furry face with golden eyes staring up back at her wearing a pink night dress! It startled the dickens out of her! Cindy was a good pet for my entire childhood and I am sure that my love of cats began with her. There has rarely been a time in my life when I was without feline companionship and for the short times that I was, I felt as if my life was missing something.
I am glad you enjoy my pictures that I find. As you can imagine, after over five hundred posts here on the blog it would get pretty boring if I strictly adhered to woodworking and only woodworking. (Come on! Admit it!) Those days when I am ‘in between’ doing stuff or drawing or days like today when I am cutting, but don’t really have woodworking pictures to show yet, I still like to give you a little bit of eye candy to brighten your day and make you smile.
Here is a picture of my three:
It’s not a very good one, I must say. But it is a rare time when all three are sitting together. That’s Coco on the left. (I named her after Coco Chanel) She is big and beautiful and has the most gentle disposition of any cat I ever saw. Her fur is long and feels like silk.
Pancakes is in the middle. He is the cat that my daughter brought (and left) with me. He was born on a farm in Michigan and given to my daughter when he was just four weeks old (don’t ask!) He lived in Chicago with her for a month or so and she then brought him here to Nova Scotia. He is one well-traveled cat. But he is settled now and loves his “grammy” (me!) and is constantly at my side, as he is now, sleeping next to me on the arm of my couch. He turned out to be quite the friend.
And the handsome thin guy on the right is Richard. He is probably the smartest of the bunch and does many things that you would only expect from a dog.
Rich and Coco were chosen from the nearby shelter. After being ‘catless’ for my first few months after coming to Nova Scotia (I had lost my dear companion of 17 years, Jasmine the week before I moved here) I thought it was time to find some new friends and I thought the shelter was the best place to look. I never regretted it.
Tomorrow I should have some actual woodworking pictures for you of my new project. I look forward to cutting it out today and I know I will enjoy the process. I am already planning on what music I will listen to while I cut.
Have a wonderful Monday!
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