I’m Miss Cranky Pants today, so…
Excuse my bad mood. Hopefully this will soon be over.
Okay, thanks. Bye.
I’m Miss Cranky Pants today, so…
Excuse my bad mood. Hopefully this will soon be over.
Okay, thanks. Bye.
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. 🐱
The office asked for Work from Home pics to be featured in the company’s newsletter. I honestly didn’t want to dress up in normal clothes (hah!!), but I set up my phone and turned on the timer. I took 3 pics and when I saw them and said, it’s perfect for Girls and their Cats! They normally just do stories in New York. So I looked them up in IG and saw that they accepted submissions for their quarantine edition. I submitted and they chose it!
Cheap thrills, but I’m owning my cat ladyness and being an artist. ❤️❤️❤️
Things are definitely a lot more interesting when you have cats as your work from home buddies. I finally got myself a monitor and plug it into my 13-inch screen Chromebook. My eyes cannot stand reading miniscule letters anymore. 😜 The cats surrounded me as I started unboxing it and, as expected, they took turns diving into the box. Diego got first dibs, as usual.
I don’t want to sound corny or anything, but little things like cats playing hide and seek in boxes bring me joy nowadays. It’s true about what they say about contemplating on gratitude daily; it does keep you sane. 😊
I went through a rough patch at work recently, which prompted me to push back and protect myself. It’s tough enough to deal with what’s going on in the world, so I refused to have complications at work. It was difficult, but it made me rethink things and prompted me to go inside myself and practice discernment. I’m still here, struggling less, but still hanging on. I’m taking it day by day. I am extremely impatient, but I’m going to breathe in and out and wait for things to unfold in their own time. In the meantime, I will just enjoy the company of my fur children and watch them nibble their way through their cardboard fortress bit by bit.
You came into my life with a bang. It was New Year’s Eve, just hours away from 2014. I was running late, on my way out, and the fireworks had already started. You ran into the driveway and hid under the car. You had a gash on your left flank. You were too scared to come out, so I took one of my carriers and left it out for you. I left a bowl of water and some kibble inside and left.
The following morning you were still there. You let me tend to your wound. No coaxing, no questions asked. You acted as if we had known each other for a long time and it was normal for me to clean you. You knew that you had found your human, didn’t you?
I already had 4 cats at that time. I had my two sets of tabbies and inky black fur kids: boy tabby, black girl, black boy, girl tabby. So even, symetrical, orderly. I didn’t want a fifth and a white one at that. You were so scrawny and generic looking; I called you gato—a cat in Spanish—because I wanted you to stay anonymous and separate from me and my clowder.
But life never turns out exactly the way we plan it sometimes. You stayed, the neighbors started feeding you too, and they started to call you siopao (a pork bun) because you began to get, well, fluffy. I resisted and insisted that you remain just another gato.
But you were hard to ignore. You would run and hop like a bunny every single time I would return home. It didn’t matter if it was at 1 in the afternoon or at 3AM. You were always there to meet me at the gate and walk me to my door. For a street cat you were well mannered and patient. You never had a hissy fit and you were incredibly light and full of joy. I would play with you in the afternoon and you would leave me “presents,” beautifully arranged remains of your prey, at night. It was funny that you would leave a bloody mess in the area in front of that cranky, old lady’s apartment and then offer spotlessly clean gifts on my doormat.
The first time I had to take you into the house was during one of the biggest storms that hit the country, Yolanda. Again, you didn’t complain. I locked you in the downstairs bathroom with some food and water and a makeshift bed. The other cats were already familiar with your scent since you were always hanging out by the window. Slowly but surely you were becoming part of our family. You were now Gato.
And then I decided to move. I was left with the dilemma of leaving you behind or to take you with us knowing that that I would be exposing you to 4 FeLV+ cats. But, it was an easy decision to make, actually. By then I could not bear to part with you, my Gatito. Maybe it was a selfish move on my part, but I could not abandon you.
So the generic gato became El Señor Don Gato, the Condo Cat.
There are so many pictures to share, so many stories to tell, but they will never be enough to describe how beautiful a soul you were. Muchísimas gracias for picking me to be your human. I must have done something good to deserve such a loving and giving fur child. You’ve sat with me through migraine and vertigo attacks, bouts of chronic fatigue, and dark days. I never knew that a tiny creature could do so much and leave such a huge void in my heart. Thank you for the endless purrs, Gato. I wish I could have given you more in return.
Buenas noches, dulces sueños, mi alma. Tu viaje ha terminado. Cierra los ojos y descansa en paz, mi Gatito. Adiós por ahora, amor mío. Cuanto te quiero.
El Señor Don Gato (31 December 2013 – 29 March 2017)
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! 😘
I woke up with a start yesterday morning. It was 3AM and I was having an anxiety attack. I couldn’t go back to bed so I fed the cats, cleaned the litter box, and wrote and drew in my journal. I fell asleep from exhaustion at around 7.
It happened again this morning, this time at 4AM. I did the same thing, but could not go back to sleep. So I tinkered with my phone, played with PicsArt and came up with this:
This reminded me of El Greco’s “Caballero con la mano en el pecho” (or something like that!).
Twister doesn’t mind wearing a doily collar! Hah! How macho is he! 😝
So I guess I’ll be doing more of these portraits. I should do a 30-day distorted cat portrait project! That would definitely stop me from being a lapse blogger. Haha.
I finally found kale at Rustan’s Fresh supermarket in Rockwell. I didn’t know that Salad Time sells them in a bag! So I got one and surfed the net for some yummy recipes. I asked my friend Google for “juice recipes kale cucumber apple” (the fresh produce I have in my fridge) and The Hungry Husky’s recipe for Apple Cucumber Kale Juice came out.
Basically, you throw in your juicer one apple, an english cucumber, 2 large curly kale leaves, and half a lemon. I have no idea what an english cucumber is so I just used a filipino one. 😉 The kale here in Manila is miniscule, so i added about 20 leaves. I also didn’t have lemons so I just used 15 calamansis as substitute. I also didn’t have a juicer so I dumped everything in my trusty blender and then poured the contents through a strainer. Oh, I added liquid to the mix. I just eye-balled it. 😉 I added water and orange juice (no sugar). I also mixed in a handful of cut wheat grass in there. The grass is for my cats, but I don’t think they’d mind if I got some for my drink. 😉
I’ve been drinkng my veggies for some time now (I drink whatever is available–salad greens, bok choy, malunggay, kangkong.) I never had to follow a recipe before; too complicated. I just like to invent things. 😉 I always add fruit to sweeten it. I have to admit, though, that the recipe of @megtoombs is yummy! I know it sounds gross, but I am actually eating some of the pulp. Gasp! 😉
I’ve been suffering from different ailments the past couple of months (since the beginning of the year, actually), so I would like to detox and eat healthier and go back to my yoga practice and pilates. Have a healthier lifestyle, in other words. I’m tired of being tired. Hopefully juicing every day will help me eat better so I would feel better about my body. Sigh. Baby steps, that’s all I am asking myself.
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