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I've always envied cats for their royal highness attitude, nothing is ever too good for them. They'll curl up on anything they fancy.
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Inspired by all the Victorian homes in midtown Sacramento. Lots of cats in the windows. This lovely pink house was two doors away.
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Played with a sketch for an acrylic painting. Being mom to my cat has been a pleasurable 15 years, like a second daughter only lots of fur and hairballs. Never knew cats had such a large vocabulary. She overheard me make an appointment with the vet, zipped up to the farthest corner of my attic which at that time was mostly rafters. A few times she played ninja cat, wait for me to come home, tackle behind my knees so I collapsed on my back. I was definitely her property, owned by a kitty, not the owner of a cat. Thanks for the wonderful kitty memories.
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