For Leias birthday today I painted a portrait of our dear cat who passed away a few years back named Spooky. Spooky was adopted at five weeks which is a wee bit too early to leave momma. He was a stray from her auntie Lucy and the day he arrived at our house back in 1997 he was planted in the shirt pocket of her dad. Cute as a button. Who could say no to that? Through the years he was a big part of Leias life and almost treated like a brother. Well, he was a part of the family. Carted round in a toy doll carriage regularly and appeared at show and tell in grade school. Spooky lived a long 17 loving years with us. He is forever stamped in my memory bank and appears in the occasional dream. This painting captures his personality of a family cat. Happy birthday Leia.