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LOTS more photos than just the 5 Etsy allows can be seen on my Artuit site at:
http://alittlecharacter.com/cat_linden2012.html

Character Dimensions in Inches: 4 x 2.5 x 1.5

Linden Black Toes the Third, what a cat.
"Only it's not really my toes. See?" He stuck his lime green paws in my face and waved them about until all I saw was a blur of black and green. "It's my toe pads, my jelly beans, my widdle biddle black bean spots. See?"
I sucked in a breath of patience and waited for a moment in the conversation to say something, anything.
At this point Linden Black Toes the Third had been jabbering on for the better part of what seemed like half my life time. Not that I minded really, he was a pleasant conversationalist, with more energy than a double espresso, but he tended to ask questions without waiting for the answers.
"YES!" I laughed, stilled the wiggling paws with my hands, "Yes, I see that it's your toe pads."
"Yep, not my toes at all you know how the older generation of felines are." He wiggled his eyebrows at me as if we were sharing some common secret. Only I didn't seem to know what that secret was.
"I do?" I asked. Because I had to, because how could I not want to be filled in on just how these 'older generation of felines' are?
"Oh you know. Full of hoighty toity ways. Nose in the air, tails held high, wouldn't blink if a mouse ran right up their back. My Great Grand Daddy said we were Black Toes and not to be confused with our cousins the Black Toe Padded Green Foots." He shrugged, which considering his considerable round bulk was more of a full bodied roll sideways. "Go figure huh? Doesn't make no never mind to me except I feel I've got to explain my name every introduction I make." Linden grinned at me, whiskers wiggling with good humor and I laughed. It's impossible not to laugh around Linden.
"Well it's a lovely name and lovely feet and...yes I see them, lovely widdle biddle toe pads you have as well." I gently pushed the paw away from it's alarming proximity to my eye for what seemed like the umpteenth time this conversation. I wiggled my nose and tried not to sneeze. Linden's whiskers had been tickling my cheeks so much I feared a minor nose explosion was in my near future. Linden, having no concept of personal space, didn't mind jamming his own face up good and close to show off his widdle biddle black toe pads.
I blinked watery eyes and saw Linden's own eyes narrow as he watched my lashes sweep up and down. I paused mid blink, remembering that while he might be a charming conversationalist, for a cat, it was the cat part I must never forget. Mustn't have any repeats of the great eyelash attack of '92 on our hands...er...eyes. It's not Linden's fault or any cat's for that matter, anything that literally moves and some things that don't are all prey eventually. Be it a rolling ball, a speck of dust or....eyelashes.
I leaned back and smiled at Linden. He blinked as if coming out of a daze and grinned back at me. "I like those fruity cereals." He said it casually, as if we'd been talking about cereals or fruit or food or anything that was even remotely related to fruity cereals at all.
Linden's like that, plucking bits of conversation from the air and throwing them at a person all willy nilly. It's best to not try and see a pattern because I doubt very much there is one. OR if there is only a lime colored cat whose family prefers the name Black Toes instead of Black Toe Pads, can see it.
"The neon colored sort? Bright pinks and purples and all that? Sugar and dye the first two ingredients in the list?"
Linden bounced up and down, striped tail twitching, paws wiggling as if he could almost feel that pile of sweet chemically created flavor on his tongue already. "Yes! Yes! Yes! It's like cartoons for my belly!" He punctuated each word with a throaty purr at the end.
I snorted, I do that a lot around Linden. And find myself driving to the grocery store with a lime green cat chattering away a million miles a minute about coconut flavored clouds, re-seeding the lawn and how the 'no pets' sign at the market doesn't apply to him.
"Ok Linden Black Toes the Third, we'll get you your fruity cereal." Because how can you say no to a cat who wants cartoons in his belly?

LOTS more photos than just the 5 Etsy allows can be seen on my Artuit site at:
http://alittlecharacter.com/cat_linden2012.html

Character Dimensions in Inches: 4 x 2.5 x 1.5
A Little Character

Lime Green Cat Sculpture, Linden the Green Kitty with Black Toes

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