Rapture Pet Sitting Service: July 2007

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

my world is beige

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.)

Friday, July 20, 2007

second verse, same as the first

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.

illustration friday - poe'm

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.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

procrastination

Yes, I should be packing but I thought I'd do a quick doodle of my dog-in-law, Nadia.

yawn...up all night

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.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

on the road again...

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.