I know I’m not alone when it comes to making the house work out for the pets. I’d love to hear some of the things you do to integrate your home and your furry critters. So while you scan this, consider what to share and leave a comment!
This part of my fabric stash is for the benefit of Kipling because of course the convenience & comfort of his life is paramount! He is the oldest and therefore gets prime everything which means he’s horribly spoiled. Awfully spoiled. He likes to nap on top of the hutch but he’s a larger cat and not as nimble as the little cats like 8 lb Kricket. He needs help getting up into the higher places so this was designed. A stash ladder!
I thought this series of photos was cute. I really like the first one where he’s looking up, doing a quick analysis of the set up then smelling the handle/edge at each level.
I love this blur shot. From here he goes to the top of the hutch where he’ll be left alone by the girls (for the most part) and very happy with practically the highest place in the house. Prime real estate for a cat!
Hope you have a great weekend. *kd.
Happy Easter, everyone. Hope you’re having a lovely weekend. I happen to be resting and I’m thankful for it. I also happen to have a story to share…
Strange things happen when you have to use an electric cart at the grocery store and you’re looking not injured and like you don’t belong sitting in it. People assume – well I don’t know what but things happen.
Yesterday at 7:15 am I was at the grocery store on an unplanned, and at that hour practically unmanned trip. I say that because I had no coffee and actually didn’t eat either. I was sort of zoned out but with my list to depend on and with an empty store I had every expectation of a good, quick trip.
I started in fruits and vegetables where I was apparently perfect prey for a rather large woman that has issues with electric carts. She had to tell me how she hated the electric cart (her words not mine) and how awful it was when she had to use it for over a year. She was really angry and aggressive about it.
I’m thinking “Holy Cow! Really? Okay. OMG!.”
I half listened and half smiled and did a sort of shrug and eventually, when l found an “out” of that discussion I said “I guess you just get used to it after a while.” I think she might gone silent after that but I’m not sure. This was all so weird!!! I was a little tweaked but saw my exit and positioned my cart to get out of there. As I was leaving she said loudly:
“I would rather lose one of my arms that use on of those things!”
Those words were horrible when they came flying across the vegetable case. I mean, I thought that’s not something to be saying so lightly but then, to lighten the weight of that burdensome thought, I immediately said to myself:
“Obviously NOT a quilter!”
I eventually got away from her but I had to go back for my berries.
I started the morning taking care of household business computer/paper items. I thought it might be a bitter pill beginning but turns out I’m on the right side of sweet. I wasn’t going to share that, thinking lightning might strike but why not enjoy the moment.
As a matter of fact, let me extend the moment and share the current progress on my Cheddar Cheese and Crackers quilt. The details/history are here.
This is the work of probably 9-10 months.
I like the diagonal view and actually think it would make a cool quilt, strippy style. This view also shows where I’m at with the size. I think 48 x 56 which isn’t quite where I want to be so I’ll just continue on as I can. I’ll finish it whenever. It’s all about the process. Well, and the fabric. It’s about that, right?!
Since I discussed MS in my last post I thought I’d let you know I got through the treatment, I’m feeling well and now I’m just waiting on the new drug company to GET IT TOGETHER. It’s taken a long time to get things moving because “surprise!” I wasn’t in the Specialty Pharmacy database Network that Mayo uses for these sorts of drugs.
Sheesh, I didn’t even know we had an additional Speciality Pharmacy outside of Mayo and within that, there is actually another “Network” for these pharmacies that are contracted to fill and distribute the drug I’ll be taking. Everyone is in bed with everyone and it makes me crazy.
I’m not in bed with anyone…except the cats which makes me a caricature of middle-aged women I’m certain of it.