Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware

I never get rid of an old  sweater.  First of all, I’ll mend it.  But one can only do so much mending.  And, let’s face it, sometimes you get sick and tired of it.  It happens.  At my house I have what I call the sweater chair.  It’s high and sits next to the glass door and a heat duct.  It’s the perfect spot for kitties.

Tags: sweater chair

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