My daughter called me to say she had taken on a contract to crochet a king sized afghan, and was afraid she wouldn't get it done. In one of my rare ventures in good mom-hood (or else temporary insanity), I told her I'd subcontract it.
Well . . . I started with a yarn I had a lot too much of, got one panel done, and realized that crocheting the darn thing would render me without the use of my right hand in very short order. So I switched to knitting. And realized that I would probably knitting this darned thing until well after I retired. So away went the yarn I had much too much of, and out came the Lion Brand Thick and Quick. And at that, I've been working on the thing since November 2008. Finally, two weeks ago, it is finished! And now the guy that commissioned it has decided that maybe he doesn't want it! So I'm out the cost of the yarn, and in possession of a custom made King Sized Afghan (and I sleep in a twin bed).
There is some kind of message in this, but I'll be darned if I know what it is.
So I was looking for a cat . . . sort of. I don't exactly need another cat, but I went looking and when I walked in the door, this incredibly large meathook extended from a kennel cage (attached, I might add, to an incredibly large buff colored tabby, and grabbed me. The cat announced he would like to be petted right now! thank you very much. And it was all over.
He's been with me since February, and he is amazing. He has learned how to play fetch -- staring with pens and finally graduating to bizzy balls. He'd like to knit, but since he doesn't have thumbs he generally contents himself with diving into my knitting bag, or occupying most of the kitchen table when I sit and knit.
He is either a Maine Coon or a Norwegian Forest Cat. He weighs 15 pounds (he hasn't lost weight, but has gained muscle since his release from the kennel cage). He has a furred pads typical of either breed . . . watching him run on linoleum is hilarious. He slides -- too much fur for effective traction. He has an amazing tiny voice for such a large cat.
He also likes to help me make the bed . . .
