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pictures day 4

I've just finished that other academic-cannibalism book (Consumed, by David Cronenberg) and it ends mid story twist in the most infuriating way (although there's some memorable furniture along the way). I've just eaten some watermelon and baobab chocolate, from the Eden project. Earlier I got home and collapsed onto the bed (as is my wont right now) and the cat came and pinned my ankles. She made a sudden noise, and glared at the dark window. Peering in was the white, contorted demon face of next door's cat, Dion. Harley leapt at the window and a furious glass-separated croon-off ensued. I fear they will never be friends, those two.


Nominations to glittertigger and pomma_penses; feel free to substitute any preferred art-form for drawing!


( 4 worms — Feed the birds )
26th Feb, 2015 10:37 (UTC)
Gotta love a fella with fancy squashes!
26th Feb, 2015 19:12 (UTC)
Mmmm. Red Onion squashes are a firm favourite but I can never resist trying a new one.
26th Feb, 2015 10:41 (UTC)
When I lived in Harngay in a victorian terraced house the two elderly cats from either side used to meet on our shed roof. They would sit facing one another but slightly offset on the slope of the roof and yowl their territorial disagreement into one another's ears. Two deaf old geezers rehashing the same old dispute.

Later on a third cat appeared. A beautiful long haired and white tabby with a scaredy disposition. He used to make me jump by sitting on our kitchen windowsill looking in, all eyes.

Everybody round there in those long terraces of houses (all interconnected) has cats - to keep the mice away.

Edited at 2015-02-26 10:43 (UTC)
26th Feb, 2015 19:13 (UTC)
she almost always manages this
I must confess that I view that as Harley's job too -- and to keep the rats outside the house
( 4 worms — Feed the birds )