My daughter Willow having some fun with Little Orange. I need to keep reminding her to be gentle, gentle, to pat the cat gently as she grabs handfuls of Oranges hair. Good thing he is good natured. Willow will be 9 months old on the 26th.
I feel a little stunned and the back of my eyes and head hurt while my heart aches. Missy would have turned 17 years old this Summer which is 84 years old in human years.
She was a happy cat, a trooper, and travelled and lived from one coast of Canada to the other with me. She saw me through two major surgeries, marriage, divorce, addiction, and too many parties and both good and bad times to count. She always purred when you patted her and rolled onto her back for you to rub her belly. Missy loved when I whistled The Andy Grifith tune to her. She used to spend hours outside on decks and rooftops, catching moths at dusk or licking dew off of leaves in the garden. She was a great furry companion.
She is survived by Little Orange, her adoptive son, and Skulley, her stepsister and predeceased by Cat McGandy.
I miss her so much right now. It was agonizing taking her to the veterinary clinic this afternoon to euthanize. She lost the ability to walk this morning and would not eat or drink anymore. Her heart was failing and I couldn’t bear to watch her suffer any longer.
I love you Missy. You are truly missed and will never far from my thoughts.
I finished this kitty cat art a couple of weeks ago.
Paper Size – 12×12 inches / 30,5cm by 30,5cm
Limited Edition of 100 only – available in my art shop
Purrfect for the cat lover in your life!
Here is a shot of Little Orange in progress inside the handmade leather bound sketchbook that Chris purchased for me for Christmas last year.
And these are my three sleepy kitties basking in the mid-morning morning sun from yesterday.
A couple of weeks ago Mom and I began starting seeds in my sunroom. The sunroom has large windows that face South, West and North. It’s bright and warming nicely in there this Spring. This is the first time I have ever started seeds having always purchased vegetable and herb starter plants for transplanting in previous years.
I was given the orchid three years ago as a house warming gift. Surprisingly, I’ve kept it in continuous bloom and alive for the last three years. Thus far we have started squash, cucumber, green onion, lettuces, broccoli, various tomatoes and beets to name a few.
We purchased the organic seeds from Hope Seeds and some of the containers for seed starting from Canadian Tire. I also picked up some Sharpies from Staples and popsicle sticks from Michaels for labelling what is planted where. The organic potting soil we bought last year from Brunswick Nurseries.
Missy Two Shoes the cat turns 15 this coming Summer! Sadly, I need to lock both Missy and Little Orange out of the sunroom as they both enjoy eating the plants, stepping in the containers and smushing seeds down and licking any and all water of the plastic pots. I only let them in when I’m in there.
Eleven month old Little Orange particularly enjoys eating the green onions for some reason.
And this coming weekend I’ll be planting a few things outside that can take the cooler Maritime overnight Spring temperatures!
Missy’s gotten herself into the habit of traveling into the garden to lick water droplets off the rainbow chard leaves after a rainfall or watering. I’ve been harvesting the chard for about six weeks now. It will continue growing well into the fall of the year.
Along the side of the foundation in the backyard I planted herbs. This is the dill with a few yellow pansies in the background. It’s about 16 inches in height now and is close to flowering. I think I’ll pick off the flowers and dry them as the whole plant is edible. By picking off the flower blooms you’ll force the plant to continue growing both taller and fuller. the flowers on the dill plant are where the seeds are created. I’ll likely keep one or two clusters of flowers and allow them to turn to seed and harvest those seeds in the fall. Continue reading
It’s so funny how cats can and do create little nests for themselves anywhere and everywhere. And come Christmas time when the boxes and bags of decorations come out they will indeed find happiness within the gold, red and green decorations.
Oddly enough she let me tie a bow around her neck and didn’t even try to take it off. I did remove the bow before turning in for bed yesterday as I was worried she would hang herself or something… if it got caught on a something you know…
And yes she has regained the use of blinking her right eye after that nasty cat punctured her head. Thus far that muti-coloured feline has not turned up on the backyard deck again.