cat sleeping (thunder)
acrylic on panel
thunder is the wonderful house cat where I was housesitting in sebastopol.
whenever thunder comes in and rubs up against me, I can't help but singing
"and he strikes (dah dah dah)… like THUN....der ball!!"
ginger, the dog, is completely devoted to thunder….I don't totally understand the dynamic between them- when ginger is alone in the house, she gets the dog bed, but as soon as thunder enters the cat door, ginger relinquishes the bed to thunder, and finds a place on the floor.
I love watching cats and dogs sleep, the little twitchy movements of their paws and faces- the unknowable mysteries of the adventures they have in their sleep.