This beauty queen pictured above it my cat Milly. I don't talk much about my cats on my blog, perhaps because the dogs are so much louder. Milly was the first pet I ever owned as an adult (well actually I was still only 19 when I got her but had you asked me I would have told you firmly I was an adult). We lived together in my first apartment that had horrible green shag carpet. Milly has been with me through it all bad boyfriends, bad grades, 9 moves, 2 graduations, 1 wedding and so on. Chris was the first guy that Milly ever liked and I took that as a sign that he was a keeper (and he is). Milly has been my companion for almost 10 years now and shes pretty good at reading my moods. Last week I flopped down on the bed feeling sorry for myself because my face hurt, when she climbed on my back and gave me a massage. Yes shes so wonderful she really will massage your back with her little paws. Normally when she has massaged your back into a comfy spot for herself she curls up to sleep, this time she swatted me in the butt hopped down and left. I took that to mean time get up and get into the studio! So in honor of Milly while I was downstairs making some critters, I made my first attempt at a fuzzy cat. When I showed it to her she stared blankly at it and me, rubbed along my leg with her tail and left, and being that is after all a cat I took that as a sign of her approval!
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