PHOTO FOR THE DAY

Every evening Breeze disappears into the bedroom. I can hear the click, click, click of nails on the wood floor and a thunk as she jumps up on the bed. She doesn't stay long and always sleeps in the living room for the rest of night. I like to think she is warming the bed for me. She always pulls down the covers. Now if I can just get her to put a mint on the pillow and a robe across the foot of the bed...