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We have to be thankful for the the little things in life. It has been a tough year and those christmas lights aren't hanging themselves.
Despite her excess of toys there's still nothing to do on this rainy day.
It's a zoo around here so I only have time for a quickie.
Is it seven years bad luck for sitting under a ladder? (Still experimenting with gouache and missing my black cat Raven).
In our house scale always seems to be a verb.
Wanna watch me pull a doggie out of a hat? Again! (not quite rocky and bullwinkle)
What happens on halloween, stays on halloween.
We'll be sitting around watching our bellies grow this weekend while watching college football.
Extreme Napping. I thought about illustrating my furballs in extreme sports or extreme temperatures, but then decided to draw them doing what they do best.
Glad to see these two are finally working together and having a more "open" relationship.
Cool cats playing the blues. A quick one for this friday, off to the airport to pick-up the hubby after a long trip away which had us singing the blues.
Cat juggling. A fav-o-rite past time of our new puppa, not to be confused with the ever popular, cat-swinging.
Okay, well this is really the wedding night....in addition to the wedding night I'm also including the illustration I did for my wedding many moons ago.
Boy did I need some momentum to get this done this week. It's just a quick doodle of the mayhem that's going on around here with the new puppa.
As our kitty sits on the beach reading the "ABC's of Dog Training," our first outing to the shore reveals that our new labrador retriever is afraid of the water. Kitten and dog are getting along well, détente is better than devouring.
My kitty is very worried because our recent visitors left their dog behind. Little does she realize he's here to stay, we just adopted him from a lab rescue group, Labradors and Friends, woof.
The nightly standoff at dinner time between my husband (a navy captain) and a kitten's bounty.
aaahhhhh...
Amendment IV.
I'm missing the east coast — my friends, 90 degree "it's not the heat, it's the humidity," rats the size of small dogs, rowing on the potomac, wearing black tights, rushing around on high octane coffee and watching college football in the afternoon not at breakfast (beer makes my fruit-loops soggy.)
Everywhere I look are brown boxes. I need some colour in my life but I can't find my paints.
They danced by the light of the moon, the moon, the moon, they danced by the light of the moon. Here is my kitty à la owl and pussycat with un lapin sur la lune. (I'm a little cat-a-tonic after our move, could use a nice gin-n-tonic.)
One of the many, many nicknames we have for our cat is Anne Boleyn. So named for the way she likes to sleep with her neck stretched way out over the arm of a chair. So here she is dressed as her nickname sake.
One of my fav-o-rite poems is The Raven which is what we named one of our kitties, who came a rap-tap-tapping at our bedroom door one cold day in October fifteen years ago when we were living on Capitol Hill. The Rave unfortunately passed into the great literary cat society in the sky a year ago. Her fav-o-rite foods were pizza, cream cheese and cheese doodles (ummm crunchy cheese.) I get all misty whenever we have pizza (which we had last night) and can't even look at cream cheese. So here is my Raven poe'm from dear old Edgar.
Yes, I should be packing but I thought I'd do a quick doodle of my dog-in-law, Nadia.
My crazy kitty was up all night running from window to window. I don't know what she sees out there, I can only imagine.
Well we have to move again. If I didn't know any better I would think we were in the witness protection program or more likely, running from the law. Such is life in the navy, at least we get to stay on the island.
Team Discovery. I've been watching the tour de france this week (love those boys in lycra) and couldn't resist this take on discovery.
Enjoying the boys in lycra dancing on their pedals.
My geeky pets playing together in the yard.
Patriotism is supporting your country all the time, and your government when it deserves it — Mark Twain
Kitten Twist. Please sir, may I have some more? (She's quite the dickens.)
This is my amazing sister-in-law Anna, who is back from a year in Iraq, reuniting with her puppa.
Since we had no work going on today we headed out to the beach.
Please pass the wasabi.
A very dandy lion amongst the dandelions. Here's a quick doodle of my flower child. She's no peacenik, her inner warrior always emerges when surrounded by enemy toy mice.
Trying to be zenful today.
Rantin' and the Ravens. My kitty Rantin' likes to hangout in the backyard stalking the birds, but they always seem to get the better of her.
It's my birthday and I'll draw if I want to! Since it was my birthday on illustration friday I decided to draw a birthday suit, but due to the festivities I did not get a chance to post until today.
A quick sketch of Sunday morning paradise.
My nephew Mac, who is pretty terrific.
The beginning of summer has begun.
Mystery mileage on my car explained.
My dog decided to finally get dressed today. It's about time.
All signs point to yes. That's my magic eightball prediction for this lucky friday. My kitty says, Ne reveillez pas le chat qui dort! (translation: go away you annoying girl I'm trying to sleep)
Here's lemon in yer eye.