We'd just gotten settled in bed when I heard an odd sound. TBG decided it was the cats playing with a piece of cardboard. It kept going on and on - we'd shut Pyewacket in the closet... it was just that sort of night.
Can't say when I fell asleep, but when I woke up, Jenny was curled up by my head as if nothing had happened. It's only the bed clothes in the dryer and the scratches all over my hands and arms that argue that point.
In other news, maju01 asked about a quilt. Here it is. It's made up of 36 eight" squares or two designs, the palm tree and the grass shack. It's entirely hand stitched, which explains why the seams aren't exactly straight.
And now onto work! yay...