Maggie And The Missal

Maggie and I are the only ones home, and she must be lonely. She insists on lying on my desk in front of the monitor.

I was reading from my 1962 Roman Missal, and left it open. I went downstairs to get a glass of tea, and when I came back this is what I saw.

:o)

PS: No, I don't smoke cigars. Ron gives me the empty boxes for crafts when he is finished with them. :o)