Author: Emily Wright

Son of Bow Month

I got this fantastic email from our Far and Away friend in the Philippines, who wanted to talk some more bow. Twist my arm! (so long as it’s onto that right index finger, of course) “Ola, Ms.Wright 🙂 My student, Lyndon, complains of pain in his little finger (the photos might be a bit misleading; when actuallyplaying, his little finger straightens out and migrates to the top of the bow, like a violinist) when playing. I’veseen the submissions of some of your students, and I noticed one fellow did almost the same thing (except hislittle finger was curved). Like you, I figure that if a bowgrip works, there’s little point in changing it. I would adviseLyndon to at least keep his little finger curved. What would you say?” ….there was more, but I’m saving that for another post. Here are the pics of Lyndon’s hand: The first thing I notice is that it looks like the pinky is hanging on. If you’ve read any of my past thoughts on this stuff, you know that I think that the pinky is largely inert, throughout the entire bowstroke. There are several reasons for this: 1) if the pinky is curling, then the bow has the tendency to fold towards the palm of the hand. This creates cramps in the thumb joint and wrist and instability. 2) if the pinky straightens on...

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Grey, part deux

Well, you can see that the eye is doing a lot better! We can also see that he is very much a he. Good lord. I had never, ahem, seen an intact cat before. Quite shocking, really. But now, other evidence of the hard life is apparent: there are large claw scratches on his legs, and I am lead to believe (from the teeny hand-like prints in the back yard) that our Grey Boy has been tangling with a raccoon. So, what do you think the chances are that he would hang around if we trapped and neutered him? I know that we could do it, and that it would benefit him and the enormous feral population, so it’s pretty much a guaranteed thing, if we can snare him. But he’s so wild! I know that a lot of that is due to the fact that he is not neutered, but I wonder if any of you have experience with doing this to a cat who won’t let you touch him. Oh, and for those of you who actually expect some cello here, I have a few notes. First, the celebrity thing is still in the works. Hold tight on that. Next, we are going to have some bow month post scripts, with updates on progress, and I have been contacted by a few people who want to submit...

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So there’s this cat. This magnificent, aloof, probably feral cat, who has gradually been slinking closer and closer to our door over the past few weeks. I immediately named him (I think him…could be her) Grey, because he is so unbelievably, totally, utterly grey. Except for his little green eyes and pink nose, that is. So we’ve been feeding him nice portions of tuna and leaving the sliding door open in the hopes of gaining his trust. Last week, as we sat in amazement, he even stepped inside and sniffed a bit. Then he marked his territory by rubbing his cheeks and chin on the door jamb, and went back outside to sit near the pool for a spell. The next day he came by, looking like this. Oh no! We immediately went into sad/panic mode. Sure he’s a tough guy, but do a search for feline eye problems, and you don’t get scared when you see what a bloody eye can mean! So I looked into trapping options, found a vet who would do housecalls, and waited overnight to see what he looked like when he next appeared. In fact, Terry saw his little shadowy body run into the side yard when he arrived, and that was all we saw of him for nearly 48 worrysome hours. And then yesterday he showed up. The photos were too blurry...

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