The temperature has dropped in line with the changing seasons, so we've constructed an indoor/outdoor cosy space for the cats.
They have warm beds and blankets, soft furnishings galore, and we can shut the door at night and keep them snug and safe, whilst during the day, they can choose whether to shelter and sleep there, or venture into the wilds of the garden and surrounding fields to harass the increasingly worried local rodent population.
Sadly we can't leave Gizmo unsupervised in the house due to his randomly despicable trousers and alarmingly haphazard zoning choices for emptying them. At night he needs his new little kitty village so that he - and his explosive pantaloons - can snuggle down with his brothers and sisters for company....and we, in turn can sleep without nostrils on perpetual alert for "incidents".
We were thankful of this space even more during the Bonfire Night
celebrations, when the inveterately inconsiderate humans hereabouts
chose to release their booming fireworks in all directions regardless of
the effect that the explosions had on wildlife, pets, babies, autistic
kids (my beautiful nephew included) and people with nervous disorders...
Our furry five were safe, warm and protected.
Fireworks done and now we have a glorious full moon. She shines her serene countenance on the colours of Autumn, picking out the bright warm firelight of the leaves still clinging to branches or lying on the ground, and filling the night with aurora glow from the twinkling frost crystals. I watched our feline family troop down the garden path, gathering together on top of the old hutch roof, silhouetted against the lunar light in a tableau of contentment and I couldn't help but wonder how fireworks could ever compete with the exquisite, magical wonder of the natural world....
Fireworks done and now we have a glorious full moon. She shines her serene countenance on the colours of Autumn, picking out the bright warm firelight of the leaves still clinging to branches or lying on the ground, and filling the night with aurora glow from the twinkling frost crystals. I watched our feline family troop down the garden path, gathering together on top of the old hutch roof, silhouetted against the lunar light in a tableau of contentment and I couldn't help but wonder how fireworks could ever compete with the exquisite, magical wonder of the natural world....
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Article first published on 'Art Journal Junkie' group page and my facebook page on 13th November 2019. This little illustration is on 300gsm paper and I used Winsor & Newton watercolour tube paints and their metallic gold ink, Derwent Inktense pencils, Indian ink in a Tachikawa G School cartridge pen, and a Uni Ball 1.0 white gel pen for highlights.
I think this may be a favourite 💕 the feline family safe and warm xx
ReplyDeleteSafe and warm - and totally making us pay for closing them up safe at night! Ah! The torture of the soft wubby blankets! Oh! The nightmare of the snuggly soft cushions! What fresh hell! Must...destroy...everything..... Claws sharpened, out and ready!
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