soft kitty, warm kitty . . .
So far I’m keeping pace with Oh Fransson’s Cat Quilt-Along.
The Day 3 cat, Sunny, with its one-sided eye patch, reminded me of my first cat, Black Patch. I swapped the position of the patch to match Black Patch’s and I fussy-cut the kitty fabric for her chin.
Do you see the resemblance? (Don’t you just dig the circa 1973 bedroom, with the shag carpet and creepy oversized stuffed panda?! I think I took this picture with the instamatic camera I received for my 11th birthday.) We adopted Black Patch when she showed up on the back patio of our first house in Ho-Ho-Kus NJ. She moved with us to Connecticut and then to Massachusetts. From here she wandered off, and despite the many prayers made by my 12-year-old self to St. Jude (patron saint of lost causes), she never returned–my first experience of the heartbreaking loss of a pet.
For today’s cat, Mia, I had fun fussy-cutting fabric again. Can you see the suggestion of eyes and whiskers? I admire her rakish charm–she looks like she’s wearing a gypsy scarf on her head.