If it had not been for these two things I would be in the sun in Florida. The rain has kept us from driving today and the cat talked to me all night.Of course the cat dose not actually talk. It is one of those cats that mew all the time. If they are out they mew to come in, and if they are in they mew to go out.They are called talking cats because they won't shut-up. But they look at you so sweetly and tilt their head to one side and mew.
Talking cats are something else, especially Little Miss Prissy Soft Paws. I used her in my latest mystery and she was true to character last night. Previously, she inspired me to have a Sheriff fall into an armoire and crack his head when she landed on his back. Last night she inspired me to create this Blog. She wouldn't let me sleep and I swear she was saying, MEOW BLOG MEEOOOWWW BLOG!
And where was she at tea time while I was drinking my Dragon Formosa Oolong from a Mikasa, Narumi, Blue Spruce, cup with the hand crocheted lace antimacassar between the cup and saucer? Napping, of course.
Cats, raindrops, and antimacassars, sounds like a good title to me. I know I am not the only one who uses antimacassars as my friend Lisa uses them for her elegant afternoon teas and they use them here. I buy the little round ones by the dozens and often give them as gifts. They fit perfectly into antique glass powder jars for a nice little gift. You know the kind of powder jar I mean? I like the pressed glass ones you can find with ruby or green lids, embossed with a rose.
Antimacassars add a special flare to tea time and keep those tea cups from clanging while also preventing drips. Well, it looks like I'll be her another night and that cat, she's not my cat, will be carrying on outside my bedroom door until I let her in to sleep with me. I may just stuff one of those antimacassars in that cat's mouth come night fall.
