I spread it out on the bed in a guest bedroom until I decided what to do with it. Although the fabrics are beautiful, it doesn't really go with anything in my house anymore. While I was staring at it and waiting for an inspiration to hit me in the head, Phoebe came to investigate.
That was four days ago. Phoebe has since claimed the quilt top as hers and will only leave to eat and visit her litter box.
I'm a little afraid to try to move her in order to work on it...
|What are you staring at???|
|This is mine. Mine. Go away.|
|Did you not hear me? Mine. I'm even going to ruin your photo with my paw.|