William, Making Adjustments

Last night, while I was working--aka playing Bookworm--William jumped into my lap. Fortunately, the camera was within reach, so I was able to document the adjustments he made searching for the perfect position of repose. Note on Position #1: What looks like a spot of mange near his tail is merely the result of being … Continue reading William, Making Adjustments

A Cat May Look at a Queen

Every Christmas, David gives me a gift commemorating our visit to the UK ten years ago. The latest was a small figurine of the Queen, which resides on the lamp table beside my chair. The Queen seems comfortable there, upright, smiling yet dignified, never the focus of unseemly familiarity. Yesterday, though, returning from my critique … Continue reading A Cat May Look at a Queen