While waiting for the man who is remodeling our basement (and who has been on the job a year. Don’t ask.), I noticed Kitty under the piano in a bright swath of sunlight. I thought I’d join him there.
He didn’t care one way or the other. Dude. He eats, sleeps and poops. He’s living the high life.
The piano looks kinda crazy looking up from the floor. Just saying…