No, you’re not seeing things…..that cat pillow DOES look a lot like me. Mom keeps this on top of the couch in her studio – just waiting for the day I hop up there and stand NEXT to it so she can take “our” picture. Don’t hold your breath Mom….not gonna happen!
On the wall are some of her paintings…..Mom likes to paint stuff like lighthouses, old houses, old cabins – but she doesn’t like to paint people OR cats! Nope. She says it’s hard for her to capture people in paintings (capture?? Like a cage or a trap? Huh?). She knows lots of really good artists though who paint people and animals. I guess taking a picture is close enough to capturing for my Mom. I think I can understand that.
Today is a funny old day. Mom says it’s a day of remembering. I’m only 11 and a half years old so I don’t have as much stuff to remember as Mom and Dad do. Still, I can remember being in a little wire cage at the shelter and wondering why I was there. I can remember two humans coming up and staring in at me while I played with my little plastic ball with a bell in it – and I remember the shelter lady taking me out of the cage and handing me to the two humans…..they oooohed and aaaaaaahed and hugged me and said I was adorable. Then, they took me home with them and I’ve lived happily ever after.
Remembering is a mixed blessing…..some sad things and some happy things all rolled into one. Let’s all spend the day remembering.
Happy Hugs to all my friends!
Sammy, One Spoiled Cat