Sunday, January 11, 2009

My Furry Muse, Oliver

Oliver always hangs out at my "creating space" which happens to be the counter that separates the living room from the kitchen. I think I do my best work when he is laying all over my junk and I have to move a paw or a tail to find something.


  1. Hi Oliver! Grandmother misses you...

  2. I have an Oliver as well. He is a Norwegian Forest Cat. Oliver Twist of Frams is his official name. We call him Ollie T.

    He is supposed to be our breeding male except he is lazy and only goes out with cats he likes. When someone drives down from Zurich for a visit and Ollie decides to snooze, we get redfaced and troubled. He is a beautiful cat however and breeders cannot resist him so recalcitrance can be forgiven. Yet.


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