The post below came across the Facebook feed this afternoon and made me cry a bit.
To me, the speaking cat be my recently-laid-to-rest Charlie, and the new cat be our puppy Comet. Yeah, I know, Comet is a dog. It was, however, suggested to me that during the two months that both Charlie and Comet shared our house, Charlie shared all his secrets with Comet. When all the secrets were shared, and Charlie was confident that Comet could handle everything, Charlie let himself rest.
For 15 years, Charlie was the subject of many cartoons and sketches. He filled my heart with joy, and the little sketches brought happiness to others for nearly that same length of time.
Charlie crossed the Rainbow Bridge last month. And I’m starting to find new sketches of mine appearing everywhere, only these are of Comet.
The last picture I drew with my left hand (I’m right handed) quickly at the end of class today. It was natural. It flowed.
I see it coming now. Cartoons with Comet demonstrating fault motions.
Comet on icebergs. Comet demonstrating foot anatomy. Comet tap-dancing. So many drawings like this have featured in my classes, but to date, all have included Charlie.
Now Comet will take to torch. It’s the most natural thing in the world.