Caturday on Day 322

My cousin's cat jumped up to watch me slice apples for breakfast, sneering at what she probably thought might be a treat.

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. It’s cold today with grey skies, so I searched my google photos for “cold.” Of all the pictures that showed up, this one of my cousin’s cat looked like the cold sneer of a disappointed cat! What else could be “cold” about it?

After all, my cousin warmly hosted me at her lovely home when I needed help as I began the sad task of administering my brother’s estate in North Dakota after his passing. My cousin loves cats and has two furry, purry ones. As I sliced an apple for breakfast, this one hopped up to see what was for his dinner, but one look at that apple brought out the typical cat sneer.

I could not resist a picture! And perfect time for today is Caturday!