This darling little creature is Willow, my dear friend's late cat. He was 17 years old when he passed in February of last year. I've posted before about how he was the highlight of my conversations with my teacher, my friend, Diane.
I recently lost my own kitty. Misty was 16 when she had to be put down due to illness in December of last year. My heart goes out to anyone who has lost a pet... They're family. They don't ever stop being family.
It was an honour to draw Willow as he is one of the legendary cats of my life.
The love of my life is a drummer who sets the beat of my heart to the rhythm of his soul.