Cat copyright Susan Morrison Jones
this is Cat, he sits on the floor by my sister’s chair and
he eats money. every penny, every pound, disappears through the tiny slot and
is swallowed until the grand opening.
You can't open him without destroying him. It was a
deliberate ploy, if getting the money out means breaking Cat open, then it is a
little bit of thinking time before the hammer gets used and a reprieve is
generally the result.
He was made to hold £1,000 in mixed coins and paper so he is
a hungry little devil. One of a kind whose presence has the real cat (one
Baldrick the B'stard Jones, part Main Coon and evil personified) going ballistic.
He doesn't like Cat at all and will stalk up to him to stare into those empty
eyes and swish his tale a bit.
Cat was made from papier Mache covered with plaster of Paris
and a final coating of No Nails then painted, he is tough, he can take a few
knocks and to deliberately smash him is going to be a tough call for anyone
still less someone like myself.
I made him for my sister, she has her own plans for the
future and I am in the process of making myself one, it will be as individual
as he is and as unbreakable, currently however, my savings amount to very
little and lie inside a tiny china piglet who luckily for me, has an easy
access opening, but the time is coming when my finances need locking down and
so, as with all hopeful one day millionaires...I shall start that new money box
and get crafting.
