Sometimes I take my books outside to read them.
I sit under what I call an 'umbrella tree.' 
It's a shade tree, and I don't know 
the actual name for it.
Often I fall asleep.
But I always see this cat. S(he's) more like a kitty.
And I think s(he's) been treated badly because 
s(he's) quite skittish.

S(he) has decided to use one of my chairs for a bed.
S(he's) on the middle chair.

And the other photo is when S(he's) sleeping 
on the warm pavement in front of the carriage house. 
It's quite nice to know that I have a friend there while 
I'm reading or have fallen asleep. 

 Live richly, kitty! your friend, marilyn 


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