When I was much younger I heard my doctor tell an older lady if she couldn't sleep to get up and do something until she gets sleepy. Now that I am the older one his advice has always stuck in my mind and I practice it. I'm not sleepy tonight so I was cleaning out a drawer. I found this cat's (Brownie) blanket that I sewed for her. It was soft, red material trimmed in black. I decorated it with a cat in the middle and little flowers. It still had some of her hair on it. I know I was afraid if I washed it the decorations would fray or wash off because it was old. Tomorrow I will gently fold it and put it away without washing it. I will forget it and for sure forget where I put it until one night I'm cleaning instead of sleeping. I'll run across Brownie's blanket, I'll think of her and all the memories.