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Over the past week almost everyone I've spoken to has asked about Harley's health.
Either my cat is more popular than I am,
Or I need to get out more...
Here's Madam over the weekend, soaking up the heats available. The longer the supporting legs, the further she stretches. Note small baldy patch on R. foreleg from shaving.
This compares well with a pic from December, in much the same pose, using the same heat source. You don't mess with a system that works.
We're still struggling to sneak more calories into Madam. Specially cooked-down lamb, pepperami, and tuna from the tin have been sniffed and passed over for basic kibble. Rich yoghurt got a couple of polite licks only. I appear to have a cat that has never, ever been fed treats. At all.
She likes the store-bought squishy-packet cat food in jelly - slurping up all the jellied bits, and leaving the chunks behind for later, but I'm not convinced this is any more calorific than kibble. Kibble from Lidl is ok, but I'm not certain she's eating any more volume than usual. She's not so much picky as just, well, moderate.
Today one of my cat-mad co-workers came in with a takeawy tub of plain chopped chicken and rice for Harley. (She doesn't cook me special meals, sheesh...)
Aside from the challenges of cat feeding, my brain is full of painting.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jpgsawyer is coming next weekend, to reclaim a box lid I agreed to finish for him with a full achievement of arms. Thankfully, Robert knows what an armet helm should look like, perched above the escutcheon.
I'm enjoying thinking in 3D for the mantling - it's reminiscent of the spirally acanthus leaf decor that Nerissa has recently taught me how to draw, though I still wish I had a pic of the original sketch, which was Trinite's work.
Robert and I also re-edged a small buckler with linen and glue, for fencing, and I have a handful of thank-you notes to finish painting to send with HRM Vitus to foreign lands.
At present, I'm planning to descend on the MG revel in Cardiff this coming weekend, with buckler in one hand and dip pen in the other. Looking forward to some good company!
Either my cat is more popular than I am,
Or I need to get out more...
Here's Madam over the weekend, soaking up the heats available. The longer the supporting legs, the further she stretches. Note small baldy patch on R. foreleg from shaving.
This compares well with a pic from December, in much the same pose, using the same heat source. You don't mess with a system that works.
We're still struggling to sneak more calories into Madam. Specially cooked-down lamb, pepperami, and tuna from the tin have been sniffed and passed over for basic kibble. Rich yoghurt got a couple of polite licks only. I appear to have a cat that has never, ever been fed treats. At all.
She likes the store-bought squishy-packet cat food in jelly - slurping up all the jellied bits, and leaving the chunks behind for later, but I'm not convinced this is any more calorific than kibble. Kibble from Lidl is ok, but I'm not certain she's eating any more volume than usual. She's not so much picky as just, well, moderate.
Today one of my cat-mad co-workers came in with a takeawy tub of plain chopped chicken and rice for Harley. (She doesn't cook me special meals, sheesh...)
Aside from the challenges of cat feeding, my brain is full of painting.
jpgsawyer is coming next weekend, to reclaim a box lid I agreed to finish for him with a full achievement of arms. Thankfully, Robert knows what an armet helm should look like, perched above the escutcheon. I'm enjoying thinking in 3D for the mantling - it's reminiscent of the spirally acanthus leaf decor that Nerissa has recently taught me how to draw, though I still wish I had a pic of the original sketch, which was Trinite's work.
Robert and I also re-edged a small buckler with linen and glue, for fencing, and I have a handful of thank-you notes to finish painting to send with HRM Vitus to foreign lands.
At present, I'm planning to descend on the MG revel in Cardiff this coming weekend, with buckler in one hand and dip pen in the other. Looking forward to some good company!
