Another Good-bye

Please excuse me reader, and indulge me as I take a break from strictly art topics to write about my sweet cat Shadow who was a constant fixture in my studio. I lost him this week to age and kidney failure. The chair in a corner of the studio where he always curled up on a red blanket looks strangely wrong without him.

He loved being anywhere I was and never failed to greet me at the door whenever I came in. Once he discovered that the studio was where I spent my time, you couldn't keep him out of it. He charmed my students and visitors with his affection and gentleness. 

healthy and content last summer

 I've never seen a cat whose eyes changed color, but his alternated between clear gold and speckled bronze. I loved the gaze from his gold bronze eyes that seemed to contain more consciousness than many people possess. And what a magnificent tail!  - lush and thick and held high even as his body lost the muscle tone of a younger cat.

surveying his domain

I don't believe that anything as good and positive as that little creature could ever be abandoned or forgotten by his Creator, and that conviction eases my heart ache for Shadow's sweet presence.

sharing a moment at the animal hospital