He’s unimpressed. 😂
He’s unimpressed. 😂
I had anouther migraine and vertigo attack, so I kept quiet the past couple of days. This is technically day 5, but I’m not going to be finicky. It is what it is and I need to go with the flow. 😊
I got my Canson XL mix media sketchbook this morning. It’s huge!!
I wanted to test drive it right away! The paper is thick, flat, and, again, it’s gigantic. I had no idea what to draw or paint, so I chose my muse, Twister. You can’t go wrong with cats. 🐱
He was begging for merienda… okay, he’s too elegant to beg… He was gently suggesting that I give him an afternoon snack, so I drew and Disney-fied his feed-me-pretty-please face.
I have to say, I had a lot of fun making this!!! I want to do more! 😊 Like I said, you can’t go wrong with cats. 🐱
No distortions for today. This will be the bare-faced, no-make-up-look version of my cat portraits. 😉 I am just happy to see this face again.
I picked up el Señor Don Gato late this afternoon. He was still groggy (they had to run additional tests this morning), but recovering well. His bad tooth was out, his blood profile good, the x-rays were all clear, and the swelling in his leg had gone down. As suspected, he had a puncture wound that was infected. You don’t need the CSI to know what happened there. 😝 When we got home, he meowed like crazy and wanted to be let out of his carrier, but I couldn’t do it because he was still wobbly. The other four were scared of this strange cat and hid in the bathroom. He was like Frankenstein’s monster, reeking of unknown substances and wailing like a tormented madman.
I let him out after a while. His limp was gone and his confidence was back. He inspected the apartment like a perfectionist boss who just came from a long break. Is my favorite toy still intact? Is the water bowl full? He looked at every nook and cranny. He approached the others one by one. He hissed. No reaction. It was as if he was drunk and felt no fear. Even Astroboy was puzzled. Who is this creature. *hisssssss*
After about an hour or two, he finally settled down in the basket where I
dump store my shoes. He always did have a shoe fettish. 😝
Welcome back home, Gato! 😘
Unfortunately, Astroboy is a bit of a nut. He over grooms himself, he picks on El Señor Don Gato, and he climbs windows, cupboards, and shelves like a deranged monkey. But he’s my nut. He’s the sweetest, most sensitive cat I know. He will sit on my lap when a wave of anxiety is about to wash over me. He never lashes out at me when he’s annoyed. He lets me bathe him and administer his medication without a fight. He can be a handful and he’s always full of surprises. Life is never dull around this basket case. 🙂
As promised, here’s my distorted cat portrait of the day. Wednesday still looks sweet here, but there’s a glint of madness behind those eyes. Haha. She is the Ripper. Give her paper, cardboard, even cloth and she will shred it in an instant. She remains gentle and Zen-like the rest of the day, though. This is the Yin to her Yang, I suppose. 😝