Hubby says I should be honest and put all my cats in the picture. I just looked at him and asked, "But there's not enough room?!"

A couple of days ago, asked Hubby to make me a graphic to run with my holiday promotion. Something in keeping with the season. Something reflective of what I was doing.

This is what he gave me. Gotta send him in for maintenance.

This is my Mom & Dad, early 1960's. Got this photo from his wallet, after he passed. Asked hubby if he'd fix the crease near the bottom. Gave me back this one with that darn owl in it. You see what I put up with.

I was told how my Hubby, at the tender age of 18 months, befriended the neighbor's junkyard dog and for the next hour the two had a grand ol' time...to his mother's chagrin. Nothing's changed. Oi!

After Bella's passing, my lil' buddy Purrzy did his darndest to fill the void she left. He did a fine job. He too will be missed and remembered.

Gone but not forgotten. Jimmy & Bella.

I'm on my eight generation of cats. Almost all were rescues. While they've run the spectrum of personalities, my most interesting feline sewing companion was a Siamese rescue name Bella.

She's long gone, but I will never forget her. Hubby added the helmut. He said if suited her. He was right.

Was inspired to do this one after my cataract surgery last year.

To all you gals who've been following thread color suggestions in recent years...I'm sorry.

But I'm back in the game, Baby!

Hubby gave me a picture of a project that finally made it out of my UFO box and to the wall.

Don't know where they came from, but given how dirty they are, I suspect they're his.

Men!

This was one of my early machine embroidery project. Created it for my husband's grandparent nearly 25 years ago. They're long gone now and I miss them as much as he still does. Still, I hold onto project hoping one of the great-grandchildren will take an interest and ask if they can keep it.