I was decluttering and threw out a handmade cat bed. Two days later, I noticed that a skein of newly purchased yarn had disappeared. I went nuts and searched the house. My kids eventually found the yarn being held hostage in the basement. Next morning, I found a hairball in my knitting basket. Mea Culpa, the cat was angry that her bed was gone. I knit this blanket by way of compensation. It's knit with 2 skeins of Paton's Soy Wool Stripes and one skein of the solid yarn. The offering was accepted immediately, with one cat lying on it while it was still wet. In fact, the crease shown in the picture is due to the cats taking possesion before the blanket dried. Guess I know who's in charge.
1 comment:
I love it! This is so like cats to behave this way. Isn't life with cats a neverending source of entertainment? The name Mea Culpa is great and makes me wonder how it came to be. We have a Pester--which she earned through her own fault...
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