A Poem A Day, Day Fifteen

My cat is very old.
She likes to sit on my lap regardless of what I do.
Right now her head and paws are resting on my right wrist.
I have arthritis and so does she.
She purrs constantly and loudly.
She cannot read what I type
but she approves.

Diva the cat died a just over year ago. As difficult as she made typing at the computer, and ironing, I miss her!

I started a quilt for my mother in the hopes of getting it finished for Mother's Day.  Life and other minor annoyances were not co-operative!

I started a quilt for my mother in the hopes of getting it finished for Mother’s Day. Life and other minor annoyances were not co-operative!

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