Telling tales, of walking in wild places, of painting, of sleeping in warm places and of mice and other things....
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Media stars.
Pixie: She's been very quiet today. Maurice: She's been painting at last. Think the rat I brought her yesterday must have inspired her. Pixie: Nice walk this morning. Grass was a bit wet though. Maurice: I see we made the national newspapers again. Elmo: I think I've got worms.
When first we started there were four of us, all ginger, and Max. Time has passed. The ginger pride are ghost cats, appart from Elmo. Now the house holds Max, oldest, tabby farm cat, dark, usually found sleeping on a cushion, Elmo, last of the Gingers, beautiful handsome and wonderful who still walks to the high hill top. And now there is Baggage and Bundle, silver mischief in sharp clawed kitten form. The adventures continue.
2 comments:
Wowie! You have some very very beautiful photos! I am glad to meet you. I added you to my linkies so I can come back and visit you again! Bye for now.
Nice article again! Bravo!
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