June 30, 2016
I'm going to cheat and put two unfinished batches together for the month of June. Doesn't matter. My sweet cat sprawled over my bedroom rug will still love me. He calls me from downstairs, "should I come up there? or are you coming back down?" I tell him to "come on." He is a delight. They say we can't really tell if pets love us; but why, when there's a multitude of places to rest, is my lap the best, most desirable place? I do know this, that the cat can relax better there. Maybe he could be using me?