Just the one drawing today...
And also, Stephen has died. Stephen the big soft spiritually advanced inky black cat. He came for walks with us and was a friend to everyone. He always smelled amazing, all the most fragrant fresh smells of nature he picked up in his beautiful soft glossy black fur. We love Stephen.
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I'm sorry to read about Stephen. How old was he and how did he die? I have three cats myself and a lodger cat who sneaks in at night and makes himself comfortable under the sofa. My two toms accept him but my girl cat spits and growls at him all the time.
He was six, he died on the road. A fast road. He was as big and strong as a cat can be.
Apparently he had friend cats over the road. He was the only cat I have known who made friends with other boy cats. We speculated that he was gay. I think he was just very friendly and loving.
Other cats didn't tend to pick fights with him, as he was the size of a small panther.
We had two boys and girl too, a mother and two sons. One now. And the boys were/are more docile and easy going than her, but she had a tough start and kittens to protect, they've had a pretty comfortable peaceful life. She's tiny and she sees it as her role to protect the whole family from intruders. She confronts large dogs, thankfully nonplussed ones on leads mostly.
Poor Stephen. I'm sorry. Fuck. I love your drawings, though.
Thanks, Kenny.
Stephen used to tread on my drawings and sit on them.
your line work is amazing
I jsut discovered your stuff. Really awesome! I love how fluid it is!
I think everybody ought to browse on it.
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