Misty

Grandma found my cat Misty dead yesterday - most likely from old age. I really loved that little grey cat, and I'm forever grateful for the company she gave me (being an only child can be quite quiet). My parents brought her home as a kitten when I was 5, so she probably nearly made it to 17 years of age. We grew up together, really. I've wanted to paint her for a long time now, but I felt like every time I attempted to draw her, it was just... not great. Now that I can take a stab at digital painting, I gave it a go again. It's a rather fast painting, but fur... fur isn't easy. I might try paint her again another time.

Rest in peace, Misty.