I woke up feeling cynical, so here is a picture of Toby.

He was “helping” me sew last weekend and just climbed on top of the machine while I was pressing a seam. He usually sits on the machine when it’s covered, which gives him a little more room–note the paw held up to tell me, “Mama, this is too small. Fix it.”

(Don’t worry, he couldn’t have made the machine go, so he wasn’t about to hurt himself.)