Thursday, June 5, 2008

Cat Fancy

Last month our #1 son got a job and moved to San Jose. Last weekend, he came back to collect a car load of possessions, including his bed. I knew it was his bed, he knew it was his bed, but Malcolm had been convinced it was his. When it disappeared, he went on the prowl, looking for a new place to nap. He found one.

I think this is MY bed. You can tell, by the poor job I did making it! I'd blame the wrinkles on Malcolm, trying to make himself comfortable, but that wouldn't be the truth. The truth was, I was more interested in sewing/quilting than in making my bed.

Apparently Malcolm doesn't mind..."I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille..."

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