No, he did not help me sew. He usually hindered it. He laid on my keyboard when typing. He knocked off notions when I did not pay attention to him. He laid on every completed quilt except for the one I made him. He let me know when to stop sewing and feed him. He kept me company and filled the room with purring. Last week, after 13 1/2 years since I adopted him, Tugger deteriorated to the point, we had to take him for that one last vet visit. He leaves a cat sized hole in my heart.
I am trying to find a new cat, but I want to give one a home who loves people. It is a hard process. Here are some of Tugger's past quilty moments.
