And in further news; her unerring knack for finding the good stuff led Sheba straight to the cashmere sweater I laundered and carefully patted out on a towel to dry this morning.
When I went back downstairs to the laundry room she was writhing on top of it in kitty ecstasy and chewing on one of the sleeves.
It's a good thing God made them cute, that's all I can say.
ReplyDeleteOf course one could also say that of babies.
ReplyDeleteShe must have been disbelieving at first that such a wonderful thing had happened.
ReplyDeleteFortunately she left no teeth marks.
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