Gallimauphry Friday: She Doesn’t Have To Do This To Impress Me…

Eowyn 1

I have a cat (one of three we share our home with). Her name is Eowyn and she’s fourteen years old, thin but in good health. In her day I do believe that she could have slain a Nazgul. One of her nicknames is “My Mean Widdle Cat”. She likes to sit on a side table in the kitchen and occasionally snag my husband with one claw if he walks by too close to her. I have to remember to look before sitting in my studio chair sometimes lest she has occupied it while I’ve gone into the house for something. There have been close calls. I really don’t want Pancake Cat.

She usually comes into the studio each working day to hang out, interrupt me and catch some zzzzs. I’ve set up a spot for her on my desk and sometimes she even deigns to use it. Having her on my lap while I paint is…interesting, but I’ve managed.

She has a newish thing that she likes to do which is to jump the 3 feet (I just measured it) from a small rolling file drawer next to my drawing table (behind my easel in the photo at the top) to the middle of a row of three-drawer vertical file cabinets stacked with loose stuff to be filed. From there she will try to winkle her way onto the shelf that has my amplifier on it. This does not work. So then she’ll do a tour of the next shelf up.

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Or she’ll cut to the chase and jump up onto the top shelf and look around.

Eowyn 2

I don’t even hold my breath anymore. Somehow she manages not to disturb any of the tchotchkes on it.

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Until she’s ready to get down. Then she neatly knocks the stuffed owl off the shelf and jumps back onto the tall filing cabinets, then onto the shorter ones and finally to my desk or the floor.

Eowyn jump

Amazingly, I manage to catch her in mid-jump a couple of weeks ago.

Eowyn desk

You Shall Not Work.

Around The Garden….

Hailey, our three year old rough collie girl and thirteen year old Eowyn...buddies
Hailey, our three year old rough collie girl and thirteen year old Eowyn…buddies

Spring is here and the bulbs are blooming. I’ve been posting quite a bit about the upcoming group exhibition “Wildlife Art: Field to Studio”. Well, the paintings are all done and framed. The packing crates are out.

Paintings and crates in my studio
Paintings and crates in my studio

I’m taking a break from the easel and getting some other tasks done. So I thought I’d share some of what’s been going on in the garden…

Steller's Jay
Steller’s Jay
Primroses
Primroses
More primroses
More primroses
Evening light and red alders
Evening light and red alders
"Tahiti" daffodils
“Tahiti” daffodils
Red-shouldered hawk
Red-shouldered hawk up on a power line next to our property
"Apricot Impression" tulips, looking a little blowsy
“Apricot Impression” tulips, looking a little blowsy, but still pretty
Daffodils
Daffodils
Species tulip "Turkestanica"
Species tulip “Turkestanica”
"Red Impression" and "Coleur Cardinale" tulips
“Red Impression” and “Coleur Cardinale” tulips

Juried Show Deadlines Coming Up! So Here Are Some Pictures Of Our Cats…

Eowyn (2)Eowyn is the senior of our three cats at age 12. She’s mellowed over the years, but could probably have killed a Nazgul in her time. Her nicknames have included My Mean Widdle Cat and Mistress Mayhem. We found each other at the local humane society when she was about four months old, having been picked up as a stray on the street. (I was facing the full-length mirror behind where I sit in front of my easel, so that’s how I ended up in the shot.)

MichikoMichiko means “precious” in Japanese. She’s a tamed feral about age ten. We got her from the county shelter, where she was part of a feral litter that had been brought in. It’s been a long road for her to become a house cat and learn to trust. Her behavior was strictly patterned for many years. Recently, and we think it’s because of the calming energy our collie, Hailey, has added to the mix, Michiko has finally started to relax and even have little crazy fits, dashing around the house and batting at a catnip mouse. She’s so pretty I didn’t really care if she ever became a lap cat or wanted to be petted. Just having her around and giving her a safe home was enough. As it happens she sits on my lap and likes pets and skritches now.

Alex (1)This is Alexander A Really Great Cat. He was born at the county shelter and fostered in a home with other cats. He’s the first one we’ve had who actually has social cat skillz. He was a scruffy little thing who needed a bath immediately, which he took without a blink. He’s five now and has grown into this quite handsome guy who weighs around 16 pounds. He goes limp when picked up so our vet figured out that he is part ragdoll. He also has the long body. He’s a big lug of a cuddle bunny who has also killed black rats with a single bite to the spine….

And a BONUS! Here’s our two year old tricolor collie girl, Hailey, looking pretty down by the pond. She watches over everything that goes on on the property, including the kittys, who all trust and like her.

Hailey by pond