All I've been doing is quilting and until it's done, a few more quilted lines just isn't that exciting and not terribly blog-worthy. My only excitement this evening was changing my sheets because Tyr helped me. She managed to get under the fitted sheet and proceeded to move around looking like a big mole. I managed to get her out but then Galen showed up and they started a wrestling match in the middle of the bed. How did I manage to live so long without kittens? They always seem to be happy.
Slack Becky!..i was hoping for some pics :-) ok next seeyou next time :-)
Posted by: val | April 12, 2011 at 11:22 PM
I used to have a cat who loved to 'help' make the bed - mostly by nailing down the sheet to the mattress with *all* his claws. Really made it hard to spread the sheet out...
I envy you your kittens... 8)
Posted by: gayle | April 13, 2011 at 11:50 AM