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River

River

River looks sweet and dainty, but she’s got the biggest, most powerful paws of any cat, ever. At least it feels that way when she’s “making biscuits” on my bladder at 6am. We call it the Riverdance.

River's reference photo.

River’s reference photo.

Painted in 2013 as part of a matched pair with her brother Trevor. Acrylic on canvas board, 11×14.

Trevor and River

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Trevor

Trevor

Trevor is one of Miss Pretty’s last litter and is delightful. So fluffy, so gentle, so… simple. He’s my only pet afraid of thunderstorms. Some people go by barometers. I have a Trevorometer to predict the weather.

Trevor's reference photo.

Trevor’s reference photo.

This was painted as a matched pair with his sister River. Painted in 2013. Acrylic on canvas board, 11×14.

Trevor and River

He’s helping me decide where to hang them.

“Just make sure mine is hung higher than hers.”

 

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Pippin the Perfect

Pippin

About a year and a half after the loss of our cat Sheba, we decided it might be time to start thinking about adding another cat to the family. That very same day, we found Pippin as a tiny, scared feral stray.¬†That’s the way it is with cats. I’ve never actually chosen a cat. They’ve always picked me.

Pip is wonderful. From his wild and timid beginnings, he’s blossomed into an outgoing and extremely handsome boy. And shiny. Very shiny. Plus, he helps me paint.

Thanks, Pip. I'll keep that in mind.

Thanks, Pip. I’ll keep that in mind.

Painted in 2013. Acrylic on canvas board, 11×14.

Pippin's reference photo.

Pippin’s reference photo.

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Boogie Boogs

BoogieIf I’d known she was going to be mine, I never would have nicknamed her Booger. But she had these two black dots, one over each nostril, and I really didn’t want any more cats. Really.

Boogie (which sounds better than Booger, or even Fritz’s name for her “Princess Booger Face”) was one of Miss Pretty’s feral kittens, and was about five months old when she was captured. She’s still skittish, but is an attention hog as long as I’m laying down in bed. If I’m standing, I’m terrifying, apparently.

I did a good job of capturing her “I don’t trust you” expression in her portait. Painted in 2013. Acrylic on canvas board, 11×14.

Boog's reference photo.

Boog’s reference photo.

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Miss Pretty

Miss Pretty

Miss Pretty is among the luckiest cats on the planet. I “knew” her as a neighborhood stray, thinking her feral, for over a year before I realized she was friendly. Then when I was all set to kidnap her and get her spayed, she wound up pregnant. Again. Then was suddenly skinny, so I knew she had her litter, I just didn’t know where. Two weeks later, she brought the litter of five to me, and the whole bunch ended up in quarantine in my bathroom, joined a few days later by Boogie, the only kitten from her previous litter I was able to catch.

Now, several years later, Miss Pretty is a happy, and spayed, housecat. She sleeps with me every night, and her last litter all have homes. Two of that litter, Trevor and River, and Boogie, stayed here.

Painted in 2013. Acrylic on canvas board, 11×14.

Miss Pretty's reference photo.

Miss Pretty’s reference photo.

 

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