Logan tried to help me work on Snowbird last night, and by "help" I mean he tried to walk off with the new ball of yarn I had wound before I sat down to knit. Repeatedly. He's never shown much interest in yarn before except when he first came to our house and tried to hold the yarn between my hands and the ball. I hope this isn't a new thing with him. I don't want to fight him off the wool around here.