moving the cats around.
apparently (and embarrassingly), i haven't quite gotten over my childhood empathy with my stuffed animals. because leaving that little kitty like that, up there by herself on top of that shelf, is nagging at me. she looks lonely. and like she's afraid of heights. frankly, she looks positively freaked out. (at least they're not all surrounding me in a ring at the head of my bed anymore.)
card goodness:
fugu fugu press
trip print press
binth matching game
1 comment:
I agree! How could you really? (I think though she now has things to tell her therapist...)
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