Helper Cat, Part II
Having seen Levon's efforts to aid household order as in the previous post, Barry decided to get in the action too. He absolutely refused to leave the socks alone so I could get a picture of them. Instead, he sat beside them. He patted them with his paw. He laid on them. He generally made it clear that I was supposed to be taking a picture of him and not of something as inconsequential as a silly sock. So here he is, expressing his displeasure that I'm still putting socks in what should clearly be a picture just of him. [...]
Helper Cat
The Rearranging Of The Bookcases is something of a yearly ritual around these parts. The goal this time was to get rid of a few of the less necessary books (book accumulation is the family curse, and if I don't set strict limits I'll be buried) and so make a bit of room. I packed up a box to send to amazon's trade in service (which is rather nifty, if you don't know about it already it's worth a look) and took another box to Half Price Books. All of this noble purging freed up enough space that I could [...]
Loot, Part 2
Apparently I also got an extra and unexpected goodie when I bought my yarn. The bag I got at Romni has proven to be the most coveted cat toy in the land. All three kittens have been in, on, and under it at various points since I've been home. Right now Douglas seems to have conquered it and declared it his personal fort. He has absolutely no intention of vacating this seat of power. Move it at your own peril.
Murder
Many moons ago, and mostly on a lark, I filled out a little form on the Maker's Mark website. It said it would add you to their ambassador's club. I think I likely found it when looking for address labels or something like that. It's since been a source of a surprising amount of amusement. The address labels came, but so did other things. For you see, every winter they send out some sort of special little package. One year it was an ice cube tray that made baseball sized ice spheres. One year it was wrapping paper and gift [...]
Not Productive
This weekend was not productive. I did not clean my house. I did not do my laundry. I did not proof the book. I did not write up a new pattern. I didn't even knit. I ate tasty food. I read books (fiction books...not scholarly books...an unheard of luxury). I may have even had a tiny little nap. And I played games. Lots and lots of games. Douglas approved and was happy to help. He seemed to prefer this one, as the box makes an excellent kitten nest. But fear not, there was quite a lot of actual productive work [...]
Denied
The kitten overlords have decreed that I may not use my desk chair. It has been commandeered for their nefarious purposes. They suggest checking back later to see if they're done with it, but they make no promises. Update: Shortly after posting this, the rat fink bastards devious little brats kittens upped the ante in their quest to keep me from being productive. They swarmed me, all three at once, on the tile floor. It was a choice between dropping what I had in my hands and grabbing the sink or going ass over teakettle and landing in the middle [...]
Hint
When someone rings your doorbell and hands you a kitten, you might want to try hard not to see the kitten. Instead, you might want to see the very tall stack of vet bills (all carefully timed to coincide with other expenditures like house painting and vacations and car repairs). You probably won't succeed. The power of kitten cuteness to overcome good sense is quite impressive. I obviously did not succeed and was instead overcome with the cuteness of the fluff. Which is why Douglas and I went to the vet yet again yesterday. He has an ear infection, and [...]
Moving Target
The goal had been to take a picture of the little yellow bit of knitting. See? Yeah. I know. I hardly see it either. I'm too busy being gobsmacked by Barry and his magical kitten magnatism. Once you're done making eyes with Barry, if you can bear to look away, you'll see a wee bit of yellow in the bottom. The knitting bit of that is all done, and I'm about to do the making up part of it. Should be cool. But not nearly as cool as Barry. Because right now, nothing is as cool as Barry.
Seriously…the Kitten?
Somewhat to my surprise, I've gotten a few messages asking about Douglas. Now I'm torn. One the one hand, I'm flattered that y'all care about my wee stray kitten. On the other hand, I'm hesitant to over-kitten the place. This is supposed to be a knitting site, not a kitten site. But, in the interest of keeping the peace around here, here's one more shot of wee Douglas. He's all settled in and growing like a weed (he now weighs three times what he did when we got him). He has impeccable manners and is very very friendly. I promise [...]
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