Corduroy
STUDIO CAT CORDUROY
2005-2025
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In her first days in Vermont, Corduroy was none too sure about Dad.
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Corduroy loved doing inventory. -
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The corridors of 33 Bridge Street were always worth exploring.
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CS (CONSTANT SUPERVISION)
Corduroy has definite opinions. She very much likes to watch me paint, and her favorite vantage spot was this Chewy box. Alas, this Chewy box is no longer, as a few weeks ago, I needed to ship a painting, and since this box was exactly the right size, I unceremoniously dumped Corduroy out of it and started to prepare it for packing the painting. It smelled kind of bad, though, and I soon discovered why. There was a nearly-mummified mouse adhered under a piece of cardboard inside the box. Corduroy is a very good mouser, but she never eats them. She does LICK them very thoroughly, however, and then leaves them in interesting places. EWWWWWWWWWWWWW. -
MISTER CHARLIE
As sung by Corduroy, to the tune of "Little Boxes"
Mister Charlie, I been thinking
About the nature of humanity
Are they cruel? Are they stupid?
Why do they act like that?
I don't get, please explain it
It all seems like insanity
And when you've done so, I'd like a licky treat
After all, I'm just a cat.
Mister Charlie, I been thinking
About the nature of humanity
Are they cruel? Are they stupid?
Why do they act like that?
I don't get, please explain it
It all seems like insanity
And when you've done so, I'd like a licky treat
After all, I'm just a cat.
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FUDBOL IS EMPTY
Stupid human. You're not my mom. -
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Ozzy and Corduroy were good friends.
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CORDUROY II
Another 8x10 of Lord Cord. I painted this for Betty Soo's birthday, coming up soon. Don't tell her! -
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WHY DO YOU SHIT UPON THE FLOOR?
A duet, sung by Charlie and Corduroy, to the tune of "She'll be Comin' 'Round the Mountain"
Charlie sings:
Why do you shit upon the floor?
Why do you shit upon the floor?
Let us now review this - I wish you would not do this
Why do you shit upon the floor?
A duet, sung by Charlie and Corduroy, to the tune of "She'll be Comin' 'Round the Mountain"
Charlie sings:
Why do you shit upon the floor?
Why do you shit upon the floor?
Let us now review this - I wish you would not do this
Why do you shit upon the floor?
To which Corduroy responds:
Oh, how I love to shit upon the floor!
How I love to shit upon the floor!
It's cool and it's inviting, and it's really quite exciting
And that is why I shit upon your floor!
Oh, how I love to shit upon the floor!
How I love to shit upon the floor!
It's cool and it's inviting, and it's really quite exciting
And that is why I shit upon your floor!
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CORDUROY PORTRAIT I
This was an 8x10 I did as a prize for one of Eric Rhoads daily Covid-casts. I had originally wanted to send Corduroy herself as a prize, but was convinced to, instead, send this little painting. -
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Nancy Guzik visits Corduroy
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What could be more delightfully enigmatic than placing MOSS in fudbol?
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DELICIOUS FUD!
Corduroy is always hungry. She is on a special diet, and medications that must be given twice daily. Thus mealtimes are very, VERY special times at 33 Bridge Street. Corduroy's favorite toy is this wool mouse, named, naturally enough, MOSS. -
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Investigative journalist Jane Mayer is, in turn, investigated by Corduroy.
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CORDUROY AND BETTY SOO
Corduroy was Betty Soo's cat in Texas for many years. However, in 2018, Corduroy moved to my studio in Bellows Falls, and underwent a miraculous transformation. She had always been a very territorial, and rather fierce kitty in Texas, but as soon as she recovered from her first (and she fervently hopes only) airplane trip, she emerged as a sweet kitty. A docile kitty. A 'gosh, I am ever so happy to see you' kitty. Either the trip was so awful that she vowed that if she survived she would reform her ways, or else she is a Bernie Sanders type gal. We may never know. -
Doug Fryer and Corduroy discuss art.
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i hope there are many wool mice in feline heaven waiting for you, sweet corduroy. thank you for sharing 20 years with me, you irascible and snuggly girl. i will always love you.
i will never forget the way you'd break into the pantry while i was out and tear open and devour human food only to throw it up all over the house. i will never forget the way you'd make eye contact while squatting next to the litter box to poo. i will never forget the terrified calls from pet sitters hiding from you in the bathroom and wondering how to escape the house. i will never forget the way you'd chomp on my arm if i played the accordion. i will never forget your obsession with nursing on human armpits. i will never forget how you'd hide behind the toilet when a storm blew in. i will never forget how you loved to fall asleep on my chest, or how you'd nuzzle with dirty socks, or the way you'd knock over the water bowl, or the way you'd drool when you got catnip. i loved your giant eyes and your round face and your teeny tiny mittened paws. i loved the way you transformed into a nice kitty when you moved to vermont. i loved watching you discover that the Hated Hated Enemy turned out to be your dad and the dearest love of your life. i love that your fur will live on, sealed in countless Hunter paintings.
go now, and terrify god, cord, as has been your goal all along, i suspect. i believe he is sitting in your chair.
i will never forget the way you'd break into the pantry while i was out and tear open and devour human food only to throw it up all over the house. i will never forget the way you'd make eye contact while squatting next to the litter box to poo. i will never forget the terrified calls from pet sitters hiding from you in the bathroom and wondering how to escape the house. i will never forget the way you'd chomp on my arm if i played the accordion. i will never forget your obsession with nursing on human armpits. i will never forget how you'd hide behind the toilet when a storm blew in. i will never forget how you loved to fall asleep on my chest, or how you'd nuzzle with dirty socks, or the way you'd knock over the water bowl, or the way you'd drool when you got catnip. i loved your giant eyes and your round face and your teeny tiny mittened paws. i loved the way you transformed into a nice kitty when you moved to vermont. i loved watching you discover that the Hated Hated Enemy turned out to be your dad and the dearest love of your life. i love that your fur will live on, sealed in countless Hunter paintings.
go now, and terrify god, cord, as has been your goal all along, i suspect. i believe he is sitting in your chair.
- BETTY SOO, July 1, 2025
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