Why I Can’t Finish My Quilt
There’s a large, furry weight on my quilt, anchoring the cloth so that it won’t go through my sewing machine.
This weighty thing also takes lightning-swift swipes at the thread, the needle, and my hand, which disturbs the sewing zen.
It only disappears when the long, unattached binding strip, trailing across the desk and floor, attracts its attention, and its claws.
I love my Spock-cat.