To my precious and exceedingly thoughtful friend, Monica:
Because of these:
you have my eternal love and gratitude.
Owly,
me
(Note, because the picture doesn’t do them justice: they’re full-size hand-hooked rugs made by Monica’s darling grandmother. It took less than an hour in their new location for Unix to claim them as her own–she’s still trying to figure out how to sit on both of them at once.)
