State of the cats update

All our three cats are now getting along well.  Gothmog the Black and Nenya the White spend a lot of time playing together.

Fankil is still shyer, and panics if there's a loud noise, but he seems to be becoming the most snuggly of the three.   Gothmog and Nenya like playing exciting games (though Gothmog likes to snooze on PP's desk of an evening) but Fankil likes quiet moments and having his tummy tickled.  We can pick him up now, and he purrs and snuggles.

However, last night Some Cat jumped on the bed at ten to 6 in the morning, landing on Pp's face and causing him to splutter in alarm. Said cat then panicked and fled across Pp's face and then mine, leaving Pp with an impressive set of facial scratches, and me with a couple of small punctures to the cheek.  Neither of us was awake enough to really register which cat did this, but the MO definitely suggests it was Fankil.

This week in art class...

Ulmo, Lord of Waters, with dolphins, an orca (not an orc) a Horn, and a little ship for a hat. 


Yesterday we had a lazy outdoor lunch, and I drew/painted this copper beech tree from life. Not sure about the figures, but then I was drawing in intervals between absorbing a large slice of cake.


Today I did a long walk through pine woods with Rosie Roo: a new walk, from Scrubtor, which is Across the Tamar. The scent of the pine trees in the sunlight was truly beautiful: richer than the scent often is later in the year, with a sort of roundness to it that reminded me of ripe blackberries: I think that may have been the smell of the wet soil drying out, since we have had a good deal of rain.