Kitten says "this machine is mine."
"So is the case it came in!"
"You may use the Bernina ONLY when I nap."
"I have my eye on you."
Aunt Katie (Primitive Woolens) thought perhaps the grilling photo was from holiday activites at my home, but nope, I took the barbecue picture at River Market in Kansas City when Dad and I went down there last week. I am getting slow at quilting, so I don't have any new sewing photos. The Kitten and I are fighting over my Bernina. She has scratched me up pretty good, even with my sewing gloves on. I kicked her outside; she got scared, so I shut her in the bathroom; she got mad (more mad). I don't know what I am going to do with her. She is great as long as I don't go near my machine.