Sad Day






This morning, at about 8:30, my cat Smidgen died. He had been my 'studio partner' ever since we got him. Always timid but very affectionate, he would sleep at our feet at night. His favorite thing to do was to sit between me and the arm of the recliner when I would sit and read.

Part of my artist bio for the last couple of years has been, "He lives with his family near Boston and shares studio space with his cat, Smidgen." I hadn't realized till today how much I had tied up my identity with this little grey puss-in-boots. I had even planned to build a special sunning shelf for him in the new studio I'm building this fall.

He will be missed.