This morning as I left for work I looked for Edwina to say goodbye
She was stretched out on the one chair I have asked her not to sit in -- a favorite of late.
It made me think of how I found out she was sitting in it....
When she first came to live with us I had all these restrictions on her...which quickly went out the window except for one. I asked her not to go in the living room. One of the chairs in that room was a Louis XVI (I think) chair covered in yellow moire. I never once saw Edwina in the living room. What a good girl!
On my wedding day the photographer was doing his thing and my father (in his tux) was sitting in the yellow chair waiting to go with me to the church. It was time to go. My father stood up and the pants of his tux... COVERED in cat hair!
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