Not a Whisker was Stirring…

Do you remember this picture? Well I have  found the pillows like this again and again, but still wasn’t sure who was responsible. Now I know…as the evidence just speaks for itself! Read on…

I was working away yesterday editing my stitch guides, tweaking the cover pages and trying to make this and that just a little bit better. Time just gets away from you as it really flies by. The cats were very well behaved as AlleyCat was snoozing close by and not walking across my keyboard for a change. Sylvester, where are you? well he was no where to be seen…so I went looking for him. After I looked in all the usual favorite nap spots, I thought I would try looking amoung the pile of pillows and there he was. I got a look as if to say and why do you wake me?

Now I have another mystery to solve, but I think that I know who this cuplrit is! Some certian feline purrson has been getting the best of this plant.

I won’t mention any names now will I, AlleyCat? I think it is time for me to get my cat grass planted and relocate this plant just a little bit out of her reach.

No stitching news to report as after all the work was done I was starting to feel a little achey and just not right, so I thought that I would take a little dose of something and a nap. The nap wound up being the deep sleep all night long. I must have needed it and I feel much better today. Can’t get sick now! It’s not in my schedule. and until next time…keep on stitching

 

 

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About Vicky

Needlepoint, morning noon and evening! what could be better than this? I work on the computer in the daylight hours editing stitch guides and drawing stitches that you will see in the next Needlepoint Now for your stitching pleasure! In between this, there is time for taking pictures of my stitching adventures, Facebook and writing stitch guides for canvas that I am stitching for Needle Deeva, Maggie, Ruth Schmuff and others. Mostly needlepoint you ask? well we will talk about my cats Sylvester and AlleyCat, better known as "the brat". Of course I can't forget Felix who was the love of my life for over 14 years. He broke my heart as he departed for the Rainbow Bridge last year. Oh did I mention baseball?

4 thoughts on “Not a Whisker was Stirring…

  1. Vicky, I try tell myself that all the time, but I still get sick at the least convenient times. Do you think Sylvester would scoot over a smidge so I can crawl in that haven of pillows too?

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