I have an electric propagator. It is basically a plastic tray with an electric heater beneath its surface, so that when you put pots of seeds on top the steady gentle heat warms the soil and encourages the seeds to germinate. It hasn’t been used much this year, but it’s being put to good use now to help bring on one very tiny, plump cat-seedling.
Sergeant Stripes came to us yesterday at less than 4 weeks old. It is possible that some very awful people abandoned him, what is certain is that some very caring people rescued him at what was probably a week old and that at the same time a seagull was deprived of his dinner.
‘Stripes’, now promoted to Sergeant Stripes, is ginger and white with a sooty tail, but has so far not stayed still long enough for a portrait sitting for me to put in his colours, so you will have to believe me.
Tomorrow, he will be 4 weeks old.
Waiting for Kitten Food:
Outside is a beautiful day, but Percy is lurking in my studio in the hope that the bowl of kitten food that I have hidden will magically re-appear. Freyja is lurking in my studio in the hope that Percy will do something interesting. it is a sort of three-way stand-off. We shall see who breaks first.
Is it me or is it suddenly very quiet here?
I have a new artist’s model. Meet Freyja, a darling little creature hardly more than 5 weeks old. Somebody found her wandering on her own on a farm and took her to the vet. Hannah-Jo, veterinary nurse extrordinare, and auntie as it happens, to Arthur and Percy, took her in and looked after her. Hannah called her Mud, because that’s what she mostly was when she came in. She needed a home, and so she came home with me, and now she is called Freyja. Arthur and Percy would like it stated that they were not consulted on the matter, neither in the naming, nor indeed in the adopting of such a creature in the first place, and there has been some grumbling, but I think they will come round, after all, who wouldn’t?