PUT YOUR HEAD ON MY PILLOW

 The two computers ~ out with the old, in with the new ~ sat there, doing their thing.

Lots of cords from one to t'other, shaking hands paws.

Trading secrets and silently conversing with one another in a language I would never know. 

Sometimes even flashing lights at one another,

as if to say "wait a minute, do this, don't do that",

or maybe I'm just anthropomorphizing as we do with our pets all the time!

A friend, far more tech than me, had thankfully done all this magical set up on Sunday.

I doubt I'd have even known how to plug in this new big-little kitten, even

getting used to this wider keyboard, bigger monitor will be a challenge

for these old hands and eyes!

So, instead, my Monday was spent doing spring cleaning in the fall,

mostly things that never did get done back then.

Top of the list: wash June's blankies, all those used to cover protect chairs,

fill her blankie basket, so on and so forth, even a few random toys!

I replaced them temporarily with old sheets.

She sniffed at the sheets.  She pawed at the sheets.  

She lifted one sheet up with her claws, knowing full well "not allowed" on the naked chair beneath.

Where to go, where to sit, where to nap ...

Meow.  The day bed. Why I can even

put my head on a pillow.  I'm happy, meow.

HAPPY TUESDAY