But Fridays, wow, Fridays have turned out to be something special. On Fridays we have ladies who come to quilt at a big ol' quilt frame that sits under a window in the Carnegie section of my library.
Cindy brings her cat brush and brushes away some of my extra furs. The brush is great 'cause it smells like her girl-cat, so I sniff it a lot between brushings. I imagine her girl-cat thinks the brush smells extra great when it returns home from a Friday visit to the library. 💗
I also learned that "quilt frame" is human-speak for "Amazingly Comfortable Cat-Hammock." I can't believe no one has told me about this before!
This is me and my friend Phyllis. Phyllis is one of our quilting ladies, and she was also one of my very first friends at the library. When I was still sick and lived in a staff office, Phyllis would always visit my office to say "hi" to me. Even when I was feeling extra-rotten and hiding in a corner I would come out to say "hi" back to her.
|There's a little extra sag on that end of the quilt. FYI.|
|Just look at us! :)|
Your secret is safe with me!
I chuckled when I saw you in your big hammock, Chance. That looks like it was made for you - but Phyllis does need to work on it, too.
dood !!!! that quilt hammick iz an awesum place ta chillax.....ya look cozee for sure....N yea...yur sekritz safe with uz buddy ...happee fry day ! ☺☺♥♥
Quilt days are also Chance days apparently!
How lucky you are, Chance! Now that's the purrfect hammock!
Oh, yes, we can tell you're needy and deprived, you non-spoiled kitty! Best staff doesn't communicate with visitors so your secret is safe.
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