Traditional style roses, a heart and a sun tattooed on a person's thighs, with a tabby cat lying across the legs.

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Traditional roses and a cat across tattooed legs

Traditional · Thigh · Mixed · Photo

Bare legs with several traditional style tattoos, including large red and green roses on the thighs and knees, a dotted heart and a sun on the lower legs, and a small figure near the upper thigh. A tabby and white cat lies stretched across the legs on a pale floral bedsheet. Bold black outlines and solid red, green and yellow fills dominate, with some greyer shading in the heart.

Traditional Thigh Cat Rose Heart Sun Leg

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

You never learned her name, so the crew called her Dogger after the bank where she was first found, a tabby with a white bib who slept on the coiled ropes and ignored the cook. You came upon her one grey morning curled in the sail locker, warm as bread and twice as stubborn, and by the second tide she had claimed the wheelhouse as if she had paid her share.

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The skipper said cats brought luck, and the old hands said roses did the same for a man who had come back from the Dogger more times than he could count. Old Marsh at the chandlery kept a book of flash on the counter, fat red blooms with green leaves and black outlines thick enough to read from the quay. You went to him after the third trip, when the cat had been to sea more often than you had.

He sketched a rose, then a dotted heart and a sun coming up over the water, and asked where you wanted the cat. You said she would sit where she liked, and he laughed and said that was the only honest answer anyone had given him all year.

Years later the boat was sold and the chandlery shut its door for good, but the cat still came down to the harbour wall at dusk, sitting between the bollards like the tide's own customs officer. When the trawlers nosed in you counted her before you counted anything else, one, one, one, and each time she was there, the sea had let you keep another day.