Henry and Reverse Henry
After I requested this painting from my friend Jim Ether, I felt a little unsure of myself. I mean, am I really and truly the type of person who commissions a portrait of her own cat? I know now that the answer is yes, I am, and I could not be more happy about it! Jim has never even met Henry, but he captured his attitude toward life perfectly.
Dirty window, soft cat, April snow, Lorna’s Laces.
Don’t trust those innocent eyes and go in for a belly rub. It’s a trap!
I made my pug a vest, but she is not here to model it.
I hope Henry can forgive me someday.
Helpful Bear!
These are a few of my favorite things…
I’ll be the first to admit that this one is less a knitting project and more an excuse to show you pictures of my cat.
I bought this yarn (Cascade Kid Seta, a silk/mohair laceweight) to make this shrug (and I eventually will… maybe in the spring). The evening of the day it arrived, Henry (who had never before shown an interest in yarn) walked into the living room with a skein of it sticking out of his mouth. He looked like he was eating a giant piece of cotton candy, and he seemed so incredibly proud of himself that I felt bad taking it away from him.
I put the three skeins I had away into a ziploc bag so that he couldn’t get to them anymore, and a couple days later I found him walking around carrying the ENTIRE BAG of yarn in his mouth! At this point I realized that his love for the yarn should be safely recognized, so I knit him a small pillow.
These pictures are a little misleading. He likes it okay, but not nearly as much as he likes the plastic rings from milk caps, so I guess the yarn only held intense appeal in its fluffy skein form.
He’s not the first cat I’ve known with a love for mohair. Is that a thing?
P.S. HOW CUTE ARE HIS LITTLE BLACK ARM SPOTS?! HOW CUTE IS HIS LITTLE SMUDGE NOSE??!
Dre had the softest fur of any cat, more like a bunny’s fur really, and a tiny, darling nose. She liked to burrow under the covers and whenever I visited my parents I’d wake up with her snuggled in bed with me. I’ll miss her terribly. Rest in peace, sweet kitty.
We all deal with the heat as best we can.
