walking the cat

305x305x35mm in acrylic - it's all about the odd things that cross one's path in a lifetime. My cat was a nondescript nonconformist who had an Alsatian for a best pal. The walks were just a part of life really and I never worked out at what point he would disappear to be able to welcome us back home, sitting licking his paws on the doorstep waiting for us. His name? Stephanus Hermanus Kiddemaus Kat. We'll meet again.


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