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The Beast and the boy

These will be some of the final photos about the Beast. I am happy to say that it is almost finished! I have two sides of the binding sewn and the end is near.
The quilt rests on grandmothers rocking chair. I remember buying this chair at a flea market with my father. We brought it home, he stipped it and stained it and we gave it to my grandma Testa.
I inherited this chair when my Man and I bought this house. I keep it in my sewing room for fabulously calm moments, like sewing the binding on a bed quilt for my Man and I.
My grandmother kept this chair in her kitchen with a crocheted blanket resting on the back. She rested while cooking in this chair. I remember it in various other places in the two apartments she lived in. She loved rocking chairs.
Nice memories.

And now, about the boy:

Arrow is my boy. We have two cats, Monk and Arrow. Generally Monk prefers David and Arrow prefers me.
Arrow is a sensitive cat. He had IFLUTD which we got under control. He no longer eats dry food, we keep lots of water available, and we have him on the healthiest food he will eat. Arrow has not had a reoccurence in about 5 years, maybe more.
When he originally had health problems they were major. He is our million dollar kitty. He had to be in the Vet's office for more than a week. I visited him often while he was there and he broke my heart when they let him in the room where I would visit him. He skanked over, very low to the ground and quickly settled in my lap. He looked so small and needy.
Today I had to bring him to the vet and I was so nervous about bringing him that I arrived one half hour too early. The whole ride over I kept telling him I would be staying with him and he would be coming home with me. Luckily they were able to take me right then!
Arrow is licking the fur off his belly, front under paws and back elbow nubs. I wanted to make sure he isn't having Hyperthyroid problems. He has been really skittish, he will frantically run into the room and lick intensely. He is also limping. He is not the alpha cat of the house and this behavior could just be nerves, but he is my boy and I love him.
So tomorrow I will know.
here is another photo of him lounging in my arms, belly up. This is the way he likes to hang out with me. He will get into my arms and flip over, resting his head in the crook of my arm and showing his belly. You can see a little bald patch down there.