"Don't make the mistake of treating your dogs like humans, or they'll treat you like
As far as Josie is concerned, I am still a human in training. My job is to feed, walk and otherwise amuse her, anything else is for the dogs. Like the crochet ball dangling from her mouth, it was to be a felted bead, but was nabbed by her from my studio table. She is so tiny that I forget she can get onto tables in just one leap. She has a cat-like agility and a very persistent, mischievous personality. The former bead is her favorite toy. She carries it with her around the house, dropping it ever-so-casually at my feet with a look of hopefulness followed by disgust if don't pick up the hint to play.
Fortunately she allowed me to sleep a full seven hours last night. I was worn out after battling traffic for 3 hours followed by several hours of cleaning a very damp basement. I'm lucky, a colleague had to abandon her car when it lost traction in the rain and started to float. Can you imagine??? My art is okay, as is the work I am doing for Lark. I can deal with a soggy rug. The cleaners are scheduled to come tomorrow, so the problem will soon be solved. I can't complain. Okay, maybe just wee bit....
While taking a wet vac break, I surfed the Internet and came across a review of Big Blue by a fellow blogger. Mr. Etherknitter's review wasn't the most favorable. He was right. My decreases were slightly wonky looking, but knitting upside down and twisted, they were bound to be. I had to respond. I couldn't resist! But the great thing is that Mrs. Etherknitter responded in turn! I love the blogging world. It's like the knitting world, sometimes itchy, but always interesting, and a great way to meet others of like interests. And by the way, you have to check out the photo of Mrs. Etherknitter surrounded by boxes of gorgeous roving. I'm still drooling. You would think after owning a yarn store for 6 years that such lusts would have been saturated, but, uh, no.