Day 236: Skunk's first attempt to take possession of the quilt ended in failure. She wanted to sit on the hoop. She stood on my lap and put her front paws on the edge, and as the frame tipped toward us, she was forced to make a reassessment of strategy. This morning, I found her tucked into the kitty-cave made by the draped fabric. I suppose there's no question now: the quilt belongs to the queen of the household, so I'd better get cracking on finishing it up.
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