Oil on canvas – 11,81 x 15,75 inch – Unique work

When Leo goes to war early one morning …

He woke up early and in a good mood. Which is obviously not the case for every living soul in the house! It’s not daylight yet? So what ! Is there any generous soul in this damn house to open this f… door to him? He has something very important to do this morning. Ah, at last, a wanderer, looking slightly annoyed, decides to go down the stairs. Hurry, he sneaks in, low profile, one last look to thank, he knows how to behave, he’s a cat after all!

He already hears a loud noise from two houses above. He hates being late, especially when it comes to bringing back order to the neighborhood. Last week, in fact, new human beings moved a few streets down … with a cat. And what a cat! An old gutter cat with old princess look. She really fucked up. It’s high time to teach her who’s the boss around here!

His best friends are already there, and nice surprise, the very young Duchess, with the piercing azure blue gaze, rubs herself against Leo, barely arrived. Which will probably make him lose his senses! He’s not longer a young lad. At once, he begins his raucous and threatening meows to motivate his troops. He leaves nothing to chance, the issue is huge. This is all about his credibility and authority, hardly acquired after several fights and minor wounds, although some were serious injuries, requiring homestays with the man in the white jacket.

The old princess finally appears. Passing nearby, Duchess spits on her. Two other accomplices give her sharp scratches. Her bright white fur is stained with carmine red. She stands in front of Sieur Léo, her head held high, cheeky face. So the boss of the neighborhood throws himself on her neck, not to finish her off, but so that she submits once and for all. So she does and lies on her back, weary, injured, eyes lowered, defeated.

When Leo goes to war early one morning …