A Good Companion

Jazz

A Cat Named Jazz

Jazz is my constant companion when I am home. She follows me from room to room, races with me as I go up or down the stairs, and sleeps at the foot of my bed. Several times each day, especially in the evening when I sit down to use the computer, she climbs into my lap and pats my cheek with her paw until I give her a little attention.

I like this portrait of her, with the natural light from a north window providing a gentle sidelight, and the black background letting her emerge from the darkness.  She looks a bit mysterious. And she is!

Kitty, Kitty

Kitty, Kitty

Kitty, Kitty © 2008 Bo Mackison

Jazz has a new home.

After being a homeless kitty during at least part of last winter’s cold, and then a shelter kitty, Jazz has a new home with my Sherpa and me. Jazz is a black lady cat, age unknown, who was found out in the country this spring and brought to the Humane Society. She had been on her own for quite awhile, but came through the experience with only a frostbitten ear from last winter’s exposure. Pretty amazing for a cat who is de-clawed – pretty lucky, too.

Though she’s a beautiful, sleek cat, she’s still shy and not quite ready to have her puss in a photo. I’ll give her time to adjust before I start in on the photo sittings. So this fun clay kitty from a local garden center is posing in her place.