Black and grey photograph of a fine line cat silhouette tattoo on the skin behind a person's ear, next to a flower stud earring.

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Fine line cat behind the ear

Fine line · Neck · Black and grey · Photo

A single fine line tattoo of a seated cat in profile sits on the skin behind the ear, with the outline drawn in one continuous black stroke that curves from the head down to the tail. The photograph is in black and white, so the tattoo appears as a crisp dark line with no visible shading, against the soft grey of the skin. A small flower stud earring is worn on the ear in the foreground, and the hair is only partly visible at the edges of the frame.

Fine line Neck Cat Silhouette Ear Earring

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The cat came to the mill in the winter the river froze to the stones. Nobody in Halvane Ford could say whose she was, and old Brannoc the miller said a cat that wanders in off the ice belongs to whoever feeds her last, so the children fed her, and she stayed.

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She was grey as wet slate and she sat always with her back to the wall and her tail curled round her feet, watching the wheel. When the flour ran low she went down the hill to the chapel and sat on the step, and the priest's wife, who had buried three sons and had no use for sitting still, began leaving bread out for her. By spring the cat had a bowl at both doors and a name, which was Pell, though nobody remembered giving it.

In the hard summer of the flood, when the weir broke and the lower meadow went under, Pell was the one who found the Ostler girl on the roof of the cider house. She did not mew or run. She walked along the ridge of the barn roof until the girl could see her ears, then she turned and walked back, and the girl followed her all the way along the beam to the ladder. Brannoc said afterwards it was the cat who got her down. The girl said it was the cat who showed her which way was dry.

Pell lived eleven more winters at the mill. When she died they buried her under the wheel, and for a while the village kept a bowl there, filled with nothing, out of habit.