I gave Tiger the run of the house today. He promised to be good - honest! I came home after running a few errands, since I'm alone for a few days. I start to go up the front stairs when I realized that there is a fine fuzzy red strand of something coming down the stairs.... I found the started shawl (completely off the needles) in the living room. He had it completely tangled around some furniture. I had to cut it off. With the mohair fuzz, it took more than two tries to get things straight yesterday, so I am not impressed.
Grumble...grumble...dratted puddy tat!!!
1 comment:
Dang, he's cute! The cats don't tend to bother my knitting anymore. I think they're getting old. It's the preschooler that likes to pretend he's a kitten that's the real problem!
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