Afternoons are my favorite time of day here in the new house. Sun spots dance across the walls and floors, and seeing birds swooping in and through the front porch makes me feel eight years old again.
Yesterday, Kevin and I spent the afternoon working on Halloween projects for articles scheduled to come out later this year. We were using our dining room table as a work surface, and somewhere between the foam bats and craft pumpkins, I looked over and saw Kit-Cat sprawled out in a patch of sun underneath the piano bench. His head was propped up against one of the legs of the bench, and his whiskers glowed like his tail was plugged in.
In that moment, I re-realized (for the hundred-billionth time) how much I absolutely love having a cat in the house.
Sun spots and swooping birds are so more fun with Kit-Cat around!