It began one day when they were sitting at the kitchen table, enjoying their morning mugs of tea. The soft purr of Cat curled around Tandy's slippered feet. Yes, Cat is their cat. They had always intended to name the stray kitten who arrived cold and hungry on their doorstep eight years ago, but what began as "the cat" eventually just turned into Cat, and the name stuck.
Love this story and I can imagine that wall in my backyard. And I love the picture!
Lovely. Now I'd like someone to build me a peony wall. ;)
I’ll have to try this method out on David. 🤣