
Let’s chill George
George sprawled on his back, wrapped in the cream blanket, ginger paws in the air. Radiator on. Dignity off. Contentment, complete.


George sprawled on his back, wrapped in the cream blanket, ginger paws in the air. Radiator on. Dignity off. Contentment, complete.























Twenty-two snowbound February photographs. George claims the windowsill on a tarp and rates the snowfall. Gilbert keeps his own counsel, from somewhere warmer.

George & Gilbert
Moggies XMAS 2020


















George
Eighteen photographs in the lead-up to Christmas 2020. George annexes the radiator. Gilbert assesses the tree, branch by branch — chilled Santa, two sherries in. Festive fun, fairly divided.



Three more from a Caturday in May. The pose rotation: George curled, Gilbert lengthwise. The rug holds firm.







Seven photographs: late-April lockdown. The cats keep their hours. Sleep, sun, an occasional inspection. The household is observed.

George mid-wash on Caturday morning: ginger and white, tongue committed. The wash is industrial. It will take its time.
Gilbert and George are brothers and they are sleepy cats tonight.
The two cats are very sleepy having had a long day inside.
Gilbert uses George’s paw as a pillow.
Photographs of an idle April. Both cats horizontal, both cats decisive. Lockdown is, for them, the usual order.







Lockdown has reached the moggy. George commits: sleeping, sleeping again, sleeping deeper. The household routine, by his lights, was always his.



