It's another wet soggy Monday.
Meredith Ann hasn't been outside in over a week.
Heater vent city for her.
She's there right now.
Waiting for the air to blow her furs.
We did have a few fires this past weekend.
She sat by the warmth and enjoyed.
She loves a good fire.
I always make sure it's enclosed
so that she can't actually walk in.
She tried that once when Mr. Boatman
was manning the fireplace.
Men are no match for Meredith Ann.
Or any cat really.
Leaves are everywhere
only I still see hundreds
waiting to join them.
I ask, where is my lawn ?
Til next week,
This is Mom
typing for Mere
who is too busy
snoozing by the vent.
~ Mom and Meredith Ann ~