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A little time with pencils and paper


So here is our Daft Wee Willie Wilberforce in pencil. I was talking with a visiting friend, discussing sketches. When I stepped out into our passageway I saw that another friend who recently lost her artistically gifted and active husband, had kindly dropped off a bundle of his pencils in case I might be able to use them. Here are a few results.


Watson’s stripes.


Watson before he moved on to make some mischief.



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Perspective is Everything

Giant cat and tiny cat

I took this photo of two of our cats a few days ago and had no idea until I downloaded it what a funny and deceptive image had resulted. The flame and snow cat weighs about fourteen pounds. The little tabby blotch is near nine pounds. In this picture however, despite their very normal proportions in reality, we get a Giant cat and a Tiny cat. Compare the apparent size of their heads!

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Seventeen has gone up

So for those of you following the story, the seventeenth chapter has been posted on

and you can have your next bit of reading.

In the meantime I have to speak of the young cats. Every so often the Little Watson will spring out from hiding by the corner of our bed, bounding forward on two legs with his front paws outspread, wagging his round head at me. It’s utterly charming, though I am not entirely certain what he means by it. Then he drops and dashes, and oft as not tags me on my ankles before flirting away.

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As for Holmes? He comes and drapes himself over my arm or my lap when I am sitting at the computer and makes conversational mews that are both plaintive and multi-syllabic. He is one of the clumsiest cats I have ever met, a clown in silky black and white with eyes undecided between amber and green. Not really hazel because it seems that the colors are patchy, not truly mixed. He adores Kitsune– think of a besotted fan. He tries to lie on Kit, smooch with Kit, sit next to Kit, lean on Kit…and Kitsune? He will play upon occasion but quickly feels he has done enough, or even too much and takes his leave with his young follower chasing after him.

I caught grousing Daft Wee Willie lying on the couch with Watson today– when he saw me enter his orange face acquired an alarmed expression as though he felt his position untenable. His paws were actually touching the kitten…WWW cat snoozing.JPG

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