It’s Thursday, it’s also my Birthday tomorrow. So I am recycling again, any excuse to take a shortcut…
Here’s my Throwback.
This was my 7th Birthday present from my mum and as I recall The Best Gift Ever! And a total surprise.
I remember coming home from school one day and finding Albert on the kitchen table and not thinking much of it. Obviously he had just had a sitting. He was my best friend and the reason I am not so fond of cats. [Tragically, devastatingly killed some years later by our neighbour’s semi-feral feline.]
I haven’t had this on display for years as I
a] grew up
and
b] became unhappy with the mock ornate frame but now I love the irony of it’s fancy-ness.
It’s kind of the Mona Lisa of pet portraits.
Sigh. To be seven again, with such simple expectations…
urban rustic 