I took art lessons for a couple months last year. It was pretty awesome. The art teacher wanted me to draw pictures of live animals. Well, our animals wouldn't hold still for me; so I settled for pictures of our animals. The above picture is the fourth animal picture I ever drew. It is of my cat, Greyholm. Unfortunately, he disappeared when he was about five-years-old. 

And while I was doing a poetry class a year or two before art lessons, I was commissioned to write an elegy of sorts for a family pet. I chose my cat since he was one of the few animals I ever picked. I've been meaning to polish the poem all up, but here are a few lines that I especially liked from it:

I am not a cat person,

But you were a cat-

A small one, dirty and thin.

I would have resisted-

I could have,

But your need caused me to cave,

You skinny, straggling shadow.

More than once, I regretted the cave.

....

Then you weren't so bad for a cat,

And I think you thought, for a human,

I was at least decent.

...

In fact, you never gazed up at me in offense,

But silently understood like a cat really ought not.

You were my first, gray hair,

And I doubt you will be my last.

Whenever and wherever I was, you were there

For five short years, and I think,

We made a fine pair -

For a 'not a cat person' and cat.

That eye - it took me 30 minutes. I'm trying to get back into the drawing habit since I kinda fell out of it during the Summer. Anyway. I started with pencil and faces in the very beginning, strangely, and I think at this rate, they will be my best.