Dear quilters and friends: Ever wondered why I show up to our quilt guild meetings with scratches and bites all over the back of my hands and on my arms? Sapphire, my 3-year-old cat, decided years ago that the most comfortable place for a nap is my quilting chair. When it is time for me to go to my studio, I must be prepared wrestle with her. She moves to the table behind my sewing machine while I am sewing. As soon as I get up to press a seam, she jumps onto my chair. When I am ready to sew another seam, the fight begins again! No fair!
