My mother’s cat Corliss (RIP) went through a period toward the end in which she’d organize balls of yarn, carry them around the house, and guard them like they were the kittens she never had.

My mother’s cat Corliss (RIP) went through a period toward the end in which she’d organize balls of yarn, carry them around the house, and guard them like they were the kittens she never had. meow!