Our cats are not hunting mice (flies, perhaps. And lint.) but mostly neither hinders the humans (though the dog feels free to bother everyone). Highly adept at social distancing, these inscrutable beasts manage to live their days without much input from the rest of us, apparently without tedium. We cross paths throughout the house, sometimes interacting, sometimes without as much as a glance.
So in peace our task we ply,
Pangur Ban, my cat, and I;
In our arts we find our bliss,
I have mine and he has his.
- PANGUR BÁN, translated from the Irish by Robin Flower
4/27/2020 01:21:30 pm
4/27/2020 04:20:00 pm
Carl! Yay! Thanks a bunch! (Peanut and Norbit say "thanks", too!)
4/27/2020 02:37:40 pm
Absolutely majestic, Jen. Commanding. Balance of contrasts is exquisite—power/restraint, precision/meander, realism/whimsy, definition/mystery.
4/27/2020 04:21:13 pm
Dotty! Thank you!!!!!! Woot! I am tucking your comments into my joy pocket. xo
4/28/2020 03:29:17 am
Stunning! I feel Indian influence! Beautiful robe!
4/30/2020 12:56:14 pm
Carol! Thank you! This one took on an exotic feel toward the last layers....yum.
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