I've had to share mum's lap lately with her new knitting project. Doesn't bother me much...although when I awaken from my nap and dive for mum's yarn, then I get scooted off her lap for a bit. I've always been a thread freak, and wiggling yarn is too enticing for me to pass up.
Here we are already, a year away from when I was sick last year. I continue to be doing better than ever. Yes, I'm older, as we all are. But mum's taking such good care of me that I'm thriving. Eating my high-protein food, taking a few supplements, playing like a teenager still. And thin, as in the appropriate body weight for a senior kitty. When we moved into Rose Cottage, eight years ago, I weighed nearly 18 pounds. Now I'm holding well at 10 pounds. So, I'm glad to be alive for another year, and several more to come.
Aren't I adorbs? This image is actually kind of old, as in a few years. But we still love it coz it shows off how beautiful I am! I was heftier then, you can tell by my somewhat-extended ruff. And younger, of course. But still beautiful. I'm a looker, wink wink!
I've been supervising mum's studio upgrade this week, but she caught me asleep on her lap during a bit of downtime. It's utterly exhausting watching mum as she scurries around the studio, making trips to the recycling bin outside, moving things into or out of the shed, reorganizing most of the shelves in the place.