Saturday, 4 October 2014

Caturday Wisdom #88

They don't call me His Royal Highness for nothing. Ralph
 
Ralph is like the princess from the princess and the pea. Both the cats will sit on any pile you make or they will create their own little nest. Pieces of fabric, batting, your clean clothes, your dirty clothes (even better), towels they've pulled off the heated towel rail, ripped up toilet paper and OF COURSE a nice pile of quilts.
 

5 comments:

Yvonne @ Quilting Jetgirl said...

The only way to keep my cat off my kitchen table is to keep my quilted placemats tucked away. Otherwise, the table is apparently fair game, because he's on a quilt, you see! :)

Julie said...

Rather like that poem " Cats sleep anywhere, any table any chair ..... by Eleanor Farjeon

Link for full poem: http://allpoetry.com/poem/8603773-Cats-by-Eleanor-Farjeon

gnomeangel said...

Looks like a good place to be sitting and watching the world go by... He's an amazing colour.

Afton Warrick said...

Heated towel rail? Does such a thing really exist?

yayın akışları said...

thanks for shared :)
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