Joe has been working on this jigsaw puzzle during the time following a recent surgery. We like lighthouses, and this one is lovely. But the landscape in which it sits is a challenge and took hours to work on. We kept looking for pieces only to find the missing piece on the floor. One day as I entered the kitchen, I saw the reason.
Angel the cat liked the puzzle, too. She patted a piece to the table's edge until it fell, then looked for another one to repeat her trick. Two weeks ago, Joe went back into the hospital for another surgery. I was spending most of the time at the hospital with him. On the third day we were away, I returned home late at night, turned on the lights and discovered the lighthouse puzzle in chaos, mostly on the floor. I think Angel and her cohort, Bella, were trying to express their displeasure at being left alone all day without someone to top off the food dish. Why do they need feathers on a stick when they have us?
