Toys and Velvet Wrinkles 

I’m here at my sister’s wonderful Seattle apartment. There’s a cat tree in the corner, ivory to perfectly match the couches. Feathered toys lie on the floor within reach. I can spy a pink stroller in a different corner by the kitty window-seat.

Even the cat stroller matches the room

“When my friends come over they’ll think I’m crazy,” Anni says. That may be true, but we both think it’s worth it! Continue reading