Looking back over this journal, I realize that it has been quite some time since I have written about anyone other than the humans (ugh), the felines (furry minions), Sigyn, and myself. Nary a word about the other
people beings in my circle of acquaintances. Blame that on 1) Social distancing, and 2) the fact that I don’t actually like any of them.
Be that as it may, I suppose it might be mildly amusing to fill you in on what they have all been doing. Let’s start here.
This is the beautiful wedding quilt the human female’s mother made about twenty-seven years ago. It has been treasured and well-loved, but it is now showing some wear and some popped seams.
Great Frigga’s hairpins! It’s as I suspected, that thrice-damned hyena has been contributing to the decay by using it as a chew toy. I thought I smelled a whiff of Hyaenidae.
Fisi! Bad hyena! Spit that out RIGHT NOW!
Unfortunately, this is not the only area of damage. Luckily, my beloved is quite handy with a needle and thread.
A few darns in a few holes, some tiny whipstitches to re-close the open seams, and everything will be snuggly cuddles once again.
Every job needs a Snoopervisor.