THE CAT’S WHISKERS

I really wish I had a garden! And if I did have, then I’d require certain essentials such as a sundial, a nice clump of lavender, a tit-box (we had one when I was child but it was never occupied) and assorted beds bursting with country cottage type blooms - hollyhocks, foxgloves, lupins and such like - of the kind I remember seeing clustered around a little thatched house with lattice windows on a particularly devilish (5000-piece) jigsaw I once had and more or less finished --- except for the blue sky bit on the top right which was too boring to be bothered with…

Anyway, I digress…

I would - in the event of having a garden - also want a POND and, with it, what the gift catalogues from the House of Bath and other mail-order emporia are pleased to call a “water feature”. What’s more, I’ve seen just the one I want...

I very desperately desire this totally fantastical cat fountain --- with running water whiskers!


It's the work of my brilliantly gifted chum, Martin Cheek, who - when he’s not making cat fountains - is creating stunning mosaic images such as this golden tiger….


…this gold-crested crane…


…and a myriad other birds, beasts and glorious eccentricities, many of which can be viewed on Martin’s website.

Thinking back to my recent blog about the Cheshire Cat from Wonderland (I do seem to blog a lot about cats for someone who's allergic to them!), I can’t help thinking what fun it would be to have a Cheshire Cat Fountain with just the head --- the body having already vanished away of course --- suspended above a tree branch with whiskers cascading down onto the upturned face of the tirelessly inquisitive Alice?

Technically, it would probably be a tall order and, anyway, I don't have a pond - or a garden - but if and when I do...

Meanwhile, there's always 'Ginger'...