Just a little graphic I put together. All the bits and pieces of graphics that I arranged. I am partial to the cat as it reminds me of my 'Fluff.' Hair is not as long as Fluff's was, and the tail is wrong. Fluff had a tail like that of a raccoon, but the coloring is there and the love of sitting in the window.
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That is just sooo cool!
Nancy
that is just beautiful D! Wonderful! thanks for putting it together!
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Love the graphic!! Hope you had an excellent New Year! Much love, Joan
I love this one very much. I really like the snowy background. Thats my favorite way to enjoy snow, from inside a warm house...........
I love cats, all of them no matter what type they are. This graphic is great!! I used to have a cat just like this one. Jeannette.
great graphic as always!... Happy New Year.. (I slept thru it which is just as well anymore lol).. hope you have a great year!
Nice. Reminds me of the dog and cat who sit in the front window of our house.
Very nice and cozy! Great job! Thanks for sharing. Hugs, Maria
Very interesting, thank you. Happy New Year to you.
My Three-Legged Friend Called ‘Parker’
How feel you now, my ageing pal, remembering our walk today,
Curled in your basket resting, giving thanks for one more play.
My three-legged friend of many years, if only you could speak,
Of all the friends that we have known; each year, each month, each week.
You look at me with longing, as I leave for work each day,
And, as when my children were quite young, I hate to go away.
You mind the house for many hours and patiently wait for me,
You’re always pleased when I get home. It’s dinner time? I see!
Then comes the day when we go out, to walk in woods and grass,
You bark and jump impatiently, an excited silly ass.
How people do admire you, as your ears flap up and down,
Determined to keep going, no matter how hard the ground.
The seasons come and go in turn; we see new leaves and old,
The joy of such companionship is valued more than gold.
Now, you are fifteen years or more, and I am older too,
I dread the thought of the day to come, when there’s only me, or you.
Joseph McG.......
Published by Anchor Books: ‘Poetic Portraits’ 2003
‘Parker’ died in his garden 1st December 2005.
He was eighteen-and-three-quarter-years old.
One of my widows is etched with his breath.
josephmc05@aol.com
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Love this one Donna!!! I have 6 cats so you know that one of them looks like this one, and that would be our Princess. :)
Hugs and love,
Lisa
OK I am DYING for snow and all we get is rain! Cute one! Deb ;-)
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