Life with Camilla
A couple days ago, I tried another "save the couch" ploy by buying black throws, then putting Camilla's scratching pad on the arm.
Last night she tried to ride the slippery "couch," and it looked like she was flying through the air on a magic carpet, wobbling a bit. When I took the picture, it occurred to me how art uses life. Sorry, Camilla. I love you.