I don’t know what we’d do without the cats…
Mitchell and I each bring different things to the play.

I build forts;
Mitchell does Willie Mays.

Crinkly paper that comes in Chewy boxes, and the Give a Crap boxes,
with an old chair that sat in rain for too long and
was a jungle gym for the siblings when they first came to us.
These forts have to be changed every few days or they get bored.
These guys LOVE change, more to explore.

“Willie Mays” is a story for another time.

This old mouse was retired when Jai and Kamala and Sammy died.
A well loved mouser whose legs are unraveling,
memories of many amazing playful nights, attached to the end of a stick.

©D. Katie Powell.
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