Is there a Cat Union?

"Voodoo Bunny, on the job. We've been making Companion Quilts for OHSU terminal patients, and you know it would never get done without ME!"

"Oh, puh-leeze! Like you are important or something. Now me, I definately am the mover on this project. There is nothing more important than quality control and eyes-on-the-job!"

"Of course I have to lend a hand - er, paw - to keep things moving along. You wouldn't believe what slackers I have to work with...act like they've never seen a needle before."

"Schmoozing will get you no where, back to work!"

"This supervision gig is just plain tiring. Last quilt for today."

We are SO grateful when the little wretch finally vacates a quilt and finds a softer place to grab her naps. Even if it IS on my bed, on my special soft nap blanket - that's mine and MAX's nap blanket, if you don't mind.

She rotates from Mom doing the tying in the dining room, to me cutting and sewing in the sewing/guest room. It's an obsession - she HAS to be right in the middle of whatever we are doing. She is an artist at sneaky pin-pulling on a quilt all ready to sew, steals thread spools, slithers under whatever fabric is on the cutting table - in general, a PEST!

Voodoo Bunny is a saint. Never says a word about the antics of disruption of our job.