There’s a reason I’m known as the slowest knitter in the
Midwest.
8 comments:
Sam
said...
Obviously you have picked the proper yarn for the cat bed project, I mean shawl. My sister got around this "help" by knitting 2 Alpaca squares, one for each fat Maine Coon cat butt to sit on. Keeps the "help" with her knitting down to a dull roar. Counting the days or the hours until retirement?
He's so beautiful! I'll take contented lounging over secretly grabbing the yarn coming out of the container, chewing it, and leaving it a mess of cat spit.
Bunny, we used to have a cat who would sit on the far side of my sewing machine and chew on the thread as it moved from the spool to the uptake. I had to sew pretty quickly to keep her from managing to get a good mouthful of the stuff - and trying to swallow it.
Shay, that is a one gorgeous cat! And a very nice bed, too. Soft, cuddly, and easy to snag with a bit of kneading.
Hey - at least he knows what the good stuff is! Lady Anne, our 2 Maine Coons just love to help us when we are cutting out fabric on the living room floor. It is like working amongst dive bombing, fabric sliding Olympic fat cats to see who can move the the fabric the farthest off the cutting board.
Our long-haired calico (Gizmo, the thread chewer) used to slide across the train to my mom's wedding dress while I was fitting it to our youngest daughter. My parents were married in 1941, and the dress is heavy cream satin, with a cathedral train. I'd be pinning, and Giz would come sailing across the room, to watch the fabric ripple under her front feet. The cat had no front claws, thank God, but it was still heart-stopping.
We call Giz's sliding style, "Rug Art" in my house. With thunder paws of Maine Coon size, all area rugs will become "art" at some point on a daily basis. With or without the sticky mesh underneath.
8 comments:
Obviously you have picked the proper yarn for the cat bed project, I mean shawl.
My sister got around this "help" by knitting 2 Alpaca squares, one for each fat Maine Coon cat butt to sit on. Keeps the "help" with her knitting down to a dull roar.
Counting the days or the hours until retirement?
He's so beautiful! I'll take contented lounging over secretly grabbing the yarn coming out of the container, chewing it, and leaving it a mess of cat spit.
Bunny, we used to have a cat who would sit on the far side of my sewing machine and chew on the thread as it moved from the spool to the uptake. I had to sew pretty quickly to keep her from managing to get a good mouthful of the stuff - and trying to swallow it.
Shay, that is a one gorgeous cat! And a very nice bed, too. Soft, cuddly, and easy to snag with a bit of kneading.
He has an unerring knack for figuring out the probable price of a yarn and going straight for the good stuff.
Hey - at least he knows what the good stuff is! Lady Anne, our 2 Maine Coons just love to help us when we are cutting out fabric on the living room floor. It is like working amongst dive bombing, fabric sliding Olympic fat cats to see who can move the the fabric the farthest off the cutting board.
What would life be without cats!
A heck of a lot duller!
Our long-haired calico (Gizmo, the thread chewer) used to slide across the train to my mom's wedding dress while I was fitting it to our youngest daughter. My parents were married in 1941, and the dress is heavy cream satin, with a cathedral train. I'd be pinning, and Giz would come sailing across the room, to watch the fabric ripple under her front feet. The cat had no front claws, thank God, but it was still heart-stopping.
We call Giz's sliding style, "Rug Art" in my house. With thunder paws of Maine Coon size, all area rugs will become "art" at some point on a daily basis. With or without the sticky mesh underneath.
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