My second slate painting for the fund raiser that my friend Vynnie had at his gallery is of a beautiful farm cat. Jim and I went apple picking and waiting for us was the orchard's mouser. He followed us up and down the fields as we picked apples. In this pose he looked determined with his tail held high, walking at a good pace to keep up. When we stopped to pick he would lie down, keeping an eye on us while at the same time, dozing and relaxing on the gorgeous fall day.
This was from a couple of years ago. We asked about the cat this past apple-picking day and were told he had passed on. Although we have been going to this farm to pick apples for many years, the loss of the cat will make the experience a little less enjoyable. Maybe they'll get another cat.