Winter Sleep

To round out the year, our big Endymion sleeping contentedly on one of my favorite sweaters. Endymion has long been a fool for sweaters; one of Betty’s can’t be worn anymore because Endymion made it his bed for so long, and stretched out parts of it with his kneading.

3 Replies to “Winter Sleep”

  1. I’m a recent reader to your blog, but as a SF fan, I love your cat’s name! And how do they know to sleep on the one thing one wants to keep free of hair! I was at your presentation at transnyc, not sure if you’d remember me, but happy new year.

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