Fanciful Cat Art

I’m in Bermuda right now missing my kitties and our cuddles and their antics.  And then, happily, I remember that I can always watch my Princess as she stars in my brother’s ABC’s “letter C”

The whole letter alphabet project is a work of art and so, I find, is the little town of St. George’s (where I stay while in Bermuda working).  On my evening walks I enjoy the artistry of the little town and meet lots of kitties, real and unreal.

This is Casey (fell in love with her many months ago – there is a post all of her a while back).  She is picture purrfect even in the rain:

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And there are these fanciful blown glass kitties I admire in the shop window on my walks:

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For a reasonable price you can own one of these and though they may need dusting they don’t need feeding – so very inexpensive upkeep (they always bring a smile to my heart).

Then there are the siblings – two aging black beauties that ALWAYS come out for a visit stretching their arthritic joints rain or shine morning or evening. This is the brother (whose name I have embarrassingly forgotten):

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I’ll have to make amends and be a better guest next trip and learn and remember his name (he will likely forgive me, especially if I bring a peace offering).

Walking down Water Street just past the little community garden there is a print in a shop window that makes me smile and wish I had space on my walls at home (de-cluttering is a topic for another blog post, though I recall discussing it when I bought a little Terra Cotta Kitty in England…) so THIS TIME I just have to enjoy the artistry on my walks:

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With a little research on that image I discover the art of Patrice Murciano and find that I can barely afford one of his posters (but fall in love with the lion too – check it out at your peril:  http://patricemurciano.com/shop/en/animals/911-poster-lion.html )

But the artistry that never fails to win me over is the friendliness of Curry.  The elderly (over 20) year old orange kitty that has a steam engine purr motor and knows how to love.  He puts his whole heart, soul, and every muscle into greetings.  He always makes me feel like I belong.  I’ll have to post a video of him one day soon.  PURR!!!!

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Thank you for making me less homesick Curry!  A true artist.

(and yes, my t-shirt has an abstract cat on it)

 

 

 

 

 

Bermuda Babe

I’ve been lucky to visit with my Bermuda friend Casey over the last couple of weeks, she helps me survive travel when I am missing my kitties.  I drop in on her after work and she runs chirping to greet me.  We have a petting and purring love session, then I feed her some treats (she sits up nicely) and then we just chill and enjoy one another’s company.

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While we are communing – just hanging out together – Casey grooms.  It is an all consuming task and never ending.  How else can she stay the beautiful babe she is without keeping up her routine?

 

 

 

 

 

 

ZhaZee Didn’t Mind Snow

Well, that’s not quite true – he didn’t *like* snow, but when the temperature rose with a Chinook and the cold was bearable on his toes he would have preferred snow than staying inside.

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On this ThrowBackThursday I go back to February 2011 when my handsome fellow cried and cried at the door till I said the magic words “walk?” and then we agreed to go out without harness just into the back yard for a bit.

He stayed until his paws couldn’t take it any more then reluctantly asked to come back in.  He was so much fun to take out for wanders as he loved the outing more than he hated the snow.

The Bedtime Dash (almost)

When I turn off the lights in the office or come in from outside and announce “Bedtime Kitties” there is a mad dash up the stairs and down the hallway to the bedroom.

This is usually done in the dark and what I see (if I get to the room before them) is two shadows coming down the hallway (sometimes in a blur – sometimes sauntering to see how long I will hold the door open).

The other night I thought it was time I got a photo of this.  So I turned on the hall light and called them.

There was a thunder of paws on the stairs and Princess rounded the corner in the lead and SAW THE CAMERA!

SCREEEEEETCH the brakes came on.

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Rusty didn’t get the message and bounced around the corner with joy realizing he may actually catch up and pass…

And then he SAW the camera.

Slow down and pretend nothing going on here.

SIGH it may take a while to get them trusting me again.  I keep violating manners and trust.  (giggle – but some things are worth it)