Cats and Yarn. Not together.
There has been so much going on lately* that I haven’t got round to telling you that I’ve been on helladolescentcat duty this last week.
Definitely not a kitten any more. Still orange though.
By the size of those feet he’s going to be a large orange panther by the time he’s done, but at the moment he eats three gigantic pouches of food a day, and there’s still almost nothing there under your hand except fur. And no, I haven’t taken the Mobile Knitting Unit with me ** when I go round to say hi (and open another food pouch).
He's still friendly though.
I washed my face this morning. Really. I did.
None of the photos of him climbing on my HEAD came out. My aim is not very good when I'm blinded by cat.
I don't know if he's a chest cat because he likes being high up or because my lap isn't very solid and he keeps falling through.
If you're bored with doing nothing but lying on people's chests, I could teach you to knit. . . .
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* Remember the knitting books by post that were supposed to have arrived yesterday so Fiona could try to find a gentle way to tell me that she’s ordered the ambulance and I’m going to be taken away to a nice quiet room with padded walls until this fit passes?^
They arrived today. The knitting books. Of course.^^ They’re all frolicking together, the books I bought yesterday, the books I bought several weeks ago^^^, and the books that just arrived in the post.
All . . . um . . . five of them. That just arrived in the post. Um. I forgot I added my first YARN HARLOT book= at the last minute. And two of them are teeny! Really teeny!== And one of them is one of those Everything About Knitting Is Here, and isn’t exactly small, but is designed (supposedly) to go in your knitting bag.===
^ I’m sure she would give my stash a very good home.
^^ Mine! Mine! Mwa hahahahahahaha!
^^^ It’s only been three weeks. (Fiona says. And she was there.) THREE WEEKS. Whiiiiiiiiine. I know that I am . . . prone to enthusiasm, but this is a little ridiculous.
=KNITTING RULES. http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/1580178340/yarnharlot-20 In case you’re interested. As recommended by one of my Chief Enablers as a good one to start with for a tottery, confused, just-starting-out knitter. I mean, even I had heard of Yarn Harlot.
== They’re about knitting little teeny things. But you’re going to get the guided tour of my Knitting Bookshelf some night when I can devote myself to it.
=== Although a murky Knitting Truth seems to be trying to manifest itself here. Don’t you need a knitting bag per project? And possibly a bag, a back up bag and a Mobile Knitting Unit per project?¬ Or am I just starting out perilously by choosing a hellhound blanket as my introductory foray? The skeins of yarn alone for the blanket won’t fit in the original purple—um—I think those are peonies, aside from the extreme purpleness of the purple—flowered Proper Knitting Bag with a Yarn Feeder Hole, so the second tier are in the tapestry bag. Then there’s the original Mobile Knitting Unit. And I keep dithering about where to keep the squares: in the working knitting bag so I can gloat over them, or in the tapestry stash-and-support bag so the working bag can be stuffed as full of pending yarn as possible?
The dreadful question then arises . . . where do you keep your Everything About Knitting Is Here knitting-bag-sized book? You’re not going to tell me I have to keep remembering to move it around from one bag to another?¬¬
¬It does seem to me quite a good way of occupying some of those tote bags cluttering up the place. I love tote bags. And I am drawn as by a magnet to shoulderbag and knapsack sales.
¬¬ If you are, I am going to be very rude.
** I am delighted to say that I’ve been sharing cat duty with one of my other neighbours who has a cat herself.^ And she’s been doing the litter box.
^ The black cat who lies in wait for Wolfgang in the small hours and then tries to run under his wheels when we turn up the little cul de sac. I may have told you before, I am so frelling paranoid about this cat that I’ve got an actual plan for when I run over the damn thing. Although since the advent of the hellkitten Black and Brainless has been less conspicuous. I would consider this a clear win for the presence of the hellkitten—I am not, you may remember, thrilled by the idea of another cat in the neighbourhood—except that I notice he still has his balls. When do you usually neuter male cats? I seriously do not want a blasted entire tomcat patrolling my patch.
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