If you’ve read my blog on a semi-regular basis you might know that I kind of love cats. I only have two, but that is solely because of very strong willpower. I try not to cuddle kittens that are up for adoption so that I’m not tempted to put them in my pocket and take them home. However, there are times when I think that I have two too many cats. That is usually when I have to scoop the litter pan, clean up the latest pile of puke, or vacuum the cat fur tumbleweeds that reproduce like dust bunnies.
Thus, when I saw this adorable cat I knew that I had to take him home. He was just too adorable! I still had a lot of paint left over from my dad’s calf so I thought that I would take a shot at painting another concrete statue.
This one reminded me of my Bobs, so I decided that I would paint him in a similar color scheme.
What do you think? Obviously you can’t see him very well as I have him stashed behind the bush by the front porch. I’ve had him out there for a few weeks now, but I’m not sure if the birds have discovered that he’s a bird bath.
And it’s not like the birds haven’t had a warning…
Gotta love the bite mark!
This cat looks so much like my sister’s Flame Point Himalayan.
Let me see if I can find a better one (believe me… there is no shortage of Joey pictures on my computer…)
I figured that it would be something nice for my sister’s front porch. Also, it would be a cat that she could bring home and her husband couldn’t get upset about another cat to clean up after.
I figured that if it didn’t turn out okay that my sister could always put it out in her backyard where you could just see it from a distance.
I believe that this is going to be the last of my concrete painting for a while. I really am not good at painting and I end up disappointed with the end result every time. Yes, I am my own worst critic.