Archive for March 29th, 2010

Oh poor kitty


Jacie and I had the brilliant plan to introduce furball (Salem the cat) and fluffball (Madori the dog) to each other this past weekend.

Background of Salem – he’s pretty much a dog.  He follows you around, he curls up in your lap.  He’s loyal and stupid.  I’ve contemplated teaching him to fetch.  He’s never been around other animals except at the humane society when I rescued him.  He loves all people.  We figured he’d love all animals too because as cute as he is.. he’s kinda dumb and he enjoys snuggling warm fuzzy things.

Well guess what… I actually own a cat.  He was in fact not keen on having a puppy play date.  He spent the first half of the evening hiding in the kitchen on top of the step stool (and yes I use that to get things out of the shelf – shut up I’m short).  He glared at the dog.  I think it was a combinations of “WTF is that that”  and “I AM THE ONLY SMALL FURRY THING AROUND HERE.” Minor the occasional squeaky noises Madori made, she was cool with the whole situation.  I do believe that the squeaks translate to “WE ARE AT ALLISON’S HOUSE,  I LOVE ALLIOSN.  CAN I EAT THE CAT FOOD.  PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE IT’S SOOOOO TASTY!!”

Salem then moved from the kitchen and parked himself in the chair while Jacie, Madori and myself knitting and watched up in the air.  My cat’s favorite place is next to me on the couch while knitting.  It’s kitty mecca.  Warm body and yarn draped across him.  He wanted to be on the couch, but did not want to be near the dog.

Well apparently Salem also has the memory of a goldfish.  Every 15 minutes or so he’d forget the dog was there, venture over to the couch.  Get some pets from behind the couch, turn the corner as if to perch himself in the middle of the couch….and then he’d see the dog.  And the growling (from the cat) would resume.  He didn’t run away or swat at the dog.  Just growling.. not so much hissing… so he still might be a dog/cat.

I eventually coaxed him into my lap, put the blanket over him and he purred contently.  Out of sight, out of mind.  Remove blanket… growling resumed.

This is where I left him this morning… on the dreary nasty rainy day that it is.


It’s such a rough life the kitty lives….

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Tempting was my second to last cast on of last year.  One can not let Malabrigo Twist sit around idly for months – that is just plain wrong.


So I cast on the 160 stitches and knit an inch.  Just an inch, Jacie said it just had to be on the needles.  Jacie would also like me to point out that I abuse the system she set up.  It’s a great beginners pattern.  2×2 rib for oh… forever.  Make some sleeves, attach them, knit more 2×2 rib.  Nothing super complicated.


It was a good project to take to knitting – even if I mess up, fixing a 2×2 rib doesn’t make me throw sharp objects or curse.  I finished knitting on Thursday night right after knitting.  Saturday morning I spent most of SnB weaving the ends in.  And for some weird reason there was about 8 million of them.  A few were because kitty likes to chew on the malabrigo and detach it from the skein.  The other issue was I alternated skeins – so when it came down to making sleeves and reattaching them I had to break the yarn far too many times.


Ribbon was purchased yesterday afternoon – after an epic afternoon of 5 Guys Burgers and Fries and yarn shopping with the girls.



I think it’s fits pretty well.  I had a hard time taking pictures of my self where it didn’t look all wonky.  But it’s like wearing a hug.  Malabrigo Twist is so warm and squishy and made of awesomeness.  I think everyone should go out and buy some right now.  I have 4 more skein of Indeceta waiting in the stash….oh lovely yarn.  Not sure what you will become but it will be something great, I know it.



I also finished up the brown toe up Seeded Ribbing socks yesterday/this am.  I had to weave the ends in this morning before promptly putting them on my feet.



I am trying out the new Ravelry project sharing option with the project links. 🙂

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