This picture has a bit of a sad story behind it. About a year ago I made friends with a little stray cat. He came to my window one night begging for food, and I couldn't turn him away hungry. Eventually, he got comfortable enough around me to let me pat him. After he'd been visiting for a few weeks, he disappeared. I searched for him and enlisted the help of a local animal rescue in finding him. I prayed every day that he would come back. I prayed even just to see him in the area so I would know that he was okay. I also asked St. Francis to intercede on my behalf given his patronage for animals. 2 months in the dead of winter passed and I was just about ready to give up hope. Then, one night, I got an email from the animal rescue. Someone a few kilometers from my house had found him. I went to pick him up the next day. Though, I was happy to find him, it broke my heart to see him again. He was skin and bones, his ear was frost bitten and he would eventually lose half of it. He also had wounds on his neck from being attacked by another cat. I brought him home and started taking care of him. A week later, he developed a life threatening fever. I took him to the vet and found out he'd contracted FIV and FELV from that attack. He was immune compromised and as a result had contracted an infection he couldn't fight. I worked with my vet, and fought for over a month to bring this little guy back to health. No matter what we tried, his fever kept coming back even with the help of antibiotics. I realized he probably wouldn't survive, but I was determined to give him as much love and comfort as possible before the end of his life. He was the biggest sweetheart, and he suffered through so much in his short little life. In the end, I had to let him go. After he passed, I drew this picture of him resting in St. Francis' loving embrace as a memorial.
Media: Technical Pen and Photoshop