A birthday present from Cusp! A live, sentient creature!
The cat is curious. She likes brown boxes very much.
Do you see her? Sitting on the desk of my writing shed with her purple notebook and quill pen, beside a lit candle and a copy of Nathalie Goldberg's Wild Mind. Do you see the label around her wrist? Her name is Fraulein Poesie and she speaks german. She says she is a poet who writes mainly about nuts and forests and likes a glass of wine or two in the evening.
She is wearing her favourite purple trousers and pearl earrings, and look - she has a necklace of variously-coloured glass beads.
Poesie meets a couple of the housemates. They have never met anyone this cool (apart from me).
Poesie is no fool. She keeps a wary eye on the cat, who has already shown an interest in Poesie's tail. They talk, but keep a respectful distance.
Signs puts on her purple "crushed silk" shellsuit trousers. Poesie says, "Wow!" They gaze at each other in mutual admiration. Signs is holding Poesie's writing book which is a beautiful, matching colour of purple. Oh, you should see her lovely button eyes close up (press on pictures to enlarge).
Cusp - I don't know what to say. A beautiful present, such as I have never had before. And she is Real.
How is it that you do not yet have a Creative Blogger Award? Please pick one up immediately from my sidebar.
And Poesie, who is now my writing and blogging partner, has asked that you also pick up a Nice Blogger Award as well. She says you are "ein sehr nettes Madchen" (we had the umlaut but it seems to have got lost somewhere) and she is sending you her love.
p.s. It looks as though there are some of Poesie's relatives (sockmonkeys) up for adoption.