My sweet Ollie boy who loves to keep me company while I paint.
I always think he's very appropriate as an artist's cat because it looks like someone's applied his nose with a paintbrush and it's slipped a bit...
He has a little ritual when he decides to pay the studio a visit, which is to zoom up the stairs to the attic and stomp around up there meowing at full volume. Then he sprints back down.... and then back up... and repeats the performance a few more times. After that he jumps on my desk to inspect the current work in progress and if there's any free space available curls up right in the middle of everything and purrs loudly. I'm used to working in a very small area so this just adds to the challenge - removing him isn't an option of course!
