Deadlines

I don't have any deadlines. I do what I want when I want and everyone around me accepts that. I sleep at least 22 hours a day and still manage to find time to scold the kittens, help with the needlework, rearrange accessories around the home, eat, and lick myself.

My human staff, on the other hand, seems to always be fretting about this appointment or that obligation. I just don't get it.

Linda started freaking out a couple of days ago when she realized that she hadn't even started a block that is needed for a challenge she entered. She's notorious for that. She gets all excited about a new project and then gets involved in silly things like her job outside the home, leaving the new project as a mere daydream. Until someone reminds her of it.

This challenge involves making a block of a four-legged friend. Naturally a cat would be the preferred motif, but she's going to do a dog instead. She found a paper-pieced block last night in one of her books. I put my paw of approval on it. Today I'll help her select the fabrics and tomorrow will be sew day.

I love paper-piecing and we don't do enough of it, in my opinion. I really like to help Linda trace the pattern onto foundation paper. I stand in the middle of the paper, holding it down for her. I don't understand why I so often hear an exasperated, quiet sigh from her as she breathes out the words, "Pi, give me a break." Where's the love?

I also like it when she tears the foundation paper off. It is a lot of fun to play in the curled bits as they fall to the floor. I've been known to knock over the trash can to get to them. She should save herself the trouble and just put them in a paper sack for me. I LOVE paper grocery bags!

I expect you'll be seeing a picture of the completed block in a couple of days. And now it's time for my after-breakfast snooze. I will dream of brown paper grocery bags.

Have a purr-filled day.