A Little Yarn On The Side

Last night Theo discovered the ultimate weapon in his bid for freedom: destroying the carpet. If he digs hard enough, he can pull up the towels, sheets, and garbage bags that had been the bottom of his makeshift cage. As he discovered this trick late last night when his humans were exhausted & in serious need of sleep, he has now achieved a limited amount of freedom. He's learned to crawl on & off of things instead of jumping, so I think he'll be okay, though we do keep a pretty close watch on him just in case. Right now he's snoozing in the downstairs window box in Andy's office and seems quite pleased with himself. He's still doing well, though I was having trouble getting him to drink water until I discovered he truly thinks he needs to have his water in a glass. I guess I should consider myself lucky he doesn't want ice cubes. And guess who has decided to forgive me for bringing Theo home? She's been growly and angry since Theo got hurt, tho...

We're having a few difficulties here at the Kitty Rehabilitation Center. It's just over a week since his surgery, he's totally off medications, and apparently he feels great and can't figure out why we won't let him roam freely. Do you know how fast a cat in a cast can really move when there's an open door? Much faster than you would imagine, I assure you. Most of his mornings are now spent in kitty time-out, but by afternoon it's time for a snooze in the sewing room. Doesn't he look traumatized? Today I finished Janet's bag and it's washed, ironed, and ready to go out in the mail tomorrow. And--drum roll please--that 1/4 of a yard of fabric put me just over 60 yards of fabric used up so far this year. I'm not even going to speculate about what percentage of the fabric stash that is, but it's fabric going out of the sewing room rather than in, which is a wonderful thing. I decided to separate the sleeves to do the sleeve caps on t...

Theo has finally figured out how to walk with the cast and thinks he's ready for the world--or at least the other parts of the house. He has gotten a couple field trips to the sewing room which really has nice afternoon sun for a snooze, and we're down to just one more dose of the last medicine, which is good as Theo has taken to sulking after medications. I can't say that I blame him. I don't think I'd enjoy someone shoving liquids down my throat either, though considering everything that's happened to him in the last week, medications really are the least of his problems. Between cat duties, I made some progress on Janet's WIP-contest knitting bag. About time, I know. I think she's up to 20 in a row now? Theo was feeling well enough to do the obligatory furring so I think he's feeling a bit more like his old self. I also managed to find the pattern for the alpaca cardigan!!! I haven't worked on it though, as I'm really pushing to get W...

Jill tagged me yesterday with the Six Things Meme. The rules: 1. Link to the person who tagged you. 2. Post the rules on your blog. 3. Write six random, arbitrary things about yourself. 4. Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them. 5. Let each person know they’ve been tagged and leave a comment on their blog. 6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up. My 6 random, arbitrary things: 1. The recording of the Muppets singing the "12 Days of Christmas" makes me laugh every time I hear it. Every single time. It's Beaker on the 9th day that really does me in. 2. I am not a huge sweets fan and can resist almost all sweets, but leave me unaccompanied in a room with Ruffles potato chips and Lipton onion soup mix dip and I am a lost woman. 3. My two favorite singers of all time are Ella Fitzgerald and George Strait. Go figure. 4. I grew up on a farm in Idaho and used to show horses and cattle in 4-H. 5. Though it is rarely--if ever--called for, I'm a p...

Today marks the end of my 11th month of knitting only from stash and the end of my 5th month of the WIP marathon, and I am experiencing SERIOUS yarn lust. The good news is, I'm lusting after my own yarn. I have either one more project or one more month to go before casting on something new--depending on when I crack. 13 down--13 to go. It would have been 14, but the lovely Hibiscus for Hope sock had an incident involving dropped stitches and needles pulled out by another project (proving my secret theory that WIPs really can get vicious if neglected long enough), and I wasn't far enough along to justify trying to pick the stitches versus just starting over--which I will indeed do at some point--but the delightful feeling of having one less WIP kept me from starting over immediately. I've done a lot of WIP Wrestling this year. The WIP pile in April: looking massive and frightening. There are actually 6 projects visible that have been finished by now, which is an amazi...

Thursday night Theo had to return to the vet with a bladder infection & kitty constipation. As if a kitty enema wasn't enough, this time he came home as a kitty satellite dish: This time his normal good humor had finally run out. I'd saved the blocking of WIP 13 for his return, but he was having none of it and I have finally blocked a sweater without any cat hair on it. Not that I blame him for being angry--I think the last round at the vet justified a seriously bad mood, but it also made him very restless, so he had to spend most of the day in kitty confinement: He has another appointment in 5 days to have the leg checked and get the cast replaced, and we're hoping to be able to give him a little more freedom soon. Today he's been in much better spirits, and enjoyed several long snoozes on our bed: while Andy & I took turns supervising him. He's not allowed to jump up or down, so someone has to be around to stop all jumping attempts. My supervisory tim...

The vet's instructions: Keep the cat confined and quiet Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Remember my brilliant cat-confinement idea? Well, it does keep Theo confined, but it stresses him out and he spent the night howling, pacing, and flinging himself around. I know he has a cast on, but I think the "quiet" part is probably the more important goal, so we finally let him out of the cage in sheer desperation & I spent the day keeping Theo from jumping onto the bed and the sink. The cast is quite festive: but in the relative scale of things, it stretches out his back leg entirely, making the leg just about the length of the rest of the body: He's a pretty sorry-looking camper all the way around, because he also has this horrible new poodle-do: where they attached his I.V.s. To add insult to injury, I have to saran-wrap his cast before he can use the litter box, and then I have to hold him up or else he just keeps turning somersaults in the litter box. I don't know--maybe I s...