Mike and I fetched my new chair from the Mart-opolis On The Prairie this morning, with many thanks and a tank of gas to the friend who loaned us her SUV for the task. The chair is now installed, and the cats are, let’s say, “intrigued”. They’ve sniffed it. They’ve shinnied under it. They’ve stretched out upon it. They’ve tentatively inserted their claws into it, and been swatted, shooed, and sprayed with canned air for…

I’ve been accused have having commitment issues. – After several years of a love-hate relationship with Mike’s Chair of Intelligence aka the cat’s chair aka that damned recliner… – After several years of saying “I can’t have new furniture until the cat dies” and nearly a year of saying “Well, the cat has been dead for a while now”… and aquiring two new cats with healthy life expectancies in excess of at least another decade…

It’s the wee hours of the morning between dark and dawn. I’m awakened by an urgent “scritch-scritch-scritch” of kitty claws on plastic. There is very little plastic in the bedroom, and certainly none approved for kitty usage. I open my eyes and force them to focus — just in time to see Mayhem, perched atop the humidifier, successfully turn the knob from “low” to “high”. He then stands proudly upon the unit with a kitty…

Sitting Pretty Purple, 2.5″x3.5″, Watercolor on Canson 90# Another mini-painting on the Sitting Pretty theme. Limited pallette, using quinacrodone rose, ultramarine blue, and viridian. Quin rose and ultramarine mix a beautiful purple that granulates. The eyes are hansa yellow. The gray is mixed from ultramarine and burnt umber.