Stash Enhancement
The test knit for That Which Rhymes With Pew Nattern is blocking upstairs right now. I'll be putting together the actual pattern part of it and getting photos and getting it all finished up today and tomorrow (so stay tuned, this is a fast knit, perfect for the current season)!
In the meantime, I'll show you some yarn that will someday become Man Socks. On the right is Ultra Alpaca Fine in black. I've never used this yarn, but I love the Ultra Alpaca in the worsted weight. This has a slightly different fiber content than the other (which makes it better for socks in my opinion) - it's 50% wool, 20% alpaca, and 30% nylon. It looks like it's on the fine side for fingering weight, but I think it will make very nice socks - if it doesn't drive me nuts knitting Man Socks in black. On the left is Dream in Color Smooshy in Grey Tabby, which ironically caused quite a bit of trouble this morning (an actual dark, grey tabby, not the yarn). Apparently this strange cat decided he (or she, didn't look) wanted in our house this morning and wasn't taking no for an answer. This cat clearly has been in a home before because for one thing he went straight for the door and started scratching and meowing at it, and for another he had the physique of Jabba the Hutt, and you just don't get that build living outside and hunting for your food. When we opened the big garage door to take Caleb to school/go to work, Jabba the Cat trotted into the garage and started carrying on by the door into the house. We tried some "No kitty, shoo kitty" but Jabba wasn't listening at all. Finally I approached Jabba, who didn't seem too bothered by me, lifted him up (Mickael thought I'd get a hernia) and took him back outside. Jabba had no problem being carried by me (another sign he's used to a family) and promptly trotted back into the garage after I set him down. (In my own defense, I was hoping Jabba would go about his business elsewhere after being taken from the garage, but no one is as determined as a cat who's made up his mind.) One more time carrrying him out and holding him in the yard while Mickael got the cars into the driveway and closed the garage door and we were finally able to leave. We pulled away while Jabba sat in our front yard carrying on like only a cat that's had all his hopes and dreams come crashing down around himself can yowl. I was fortunately able to sneak the car back into the garage after dropping Caleb off and get the garage door closed before Jabba realized what had happened, but he sat outside for about 30 minutes and meowled after I came home. I may be a prisoner in my own home today! Oh, the yarn, yes, that's why we're all really here, isn't it? Anyway, its a very dark, manly grey yarn that's mostly solid but there are some light and dark parts to it, so it should be fun to knit up. It seems to be a very bouncy yarn, but I've never knit with this one either. And just in case Jabba is holding me hostage, you should probably send yarn - for me, not Jabba.
I'm off to finish up the Pew Nattern!
Labels: random, Stash Enhancement
posted by Melanie at 9:22 AM
9 Comments:
I think you need to adopt that cat...
We have a "neighborhood" cat that walks into our garage like he owns the place. We shoo him out and then he sits on the patio and tortures Stephen until I open the door. He has stopped sleeping over, though, so that has prevented the middle of the night barking!
Our neighborhood has "Orange Kitty" that makes the rounds based on each home's schedule. He runs up to the neighbors and visits inside as the oldest girl leaves for school on foot. When Dad and younger daughter leave, kitty comes over to sit on our porch and wait for my hubby to depart. Orange Kitty waits for the appropriate attention to be dispensed and then moves on to the next part of his rounds, unless he sees me and then waits on the porch to see if I'll come play. What a life!
I think Logan would help Jabba slim down in a hurry. He might also convince Jabba that this is not the right house for him.
On the other hand, you may have just acquired a new cat.
The suspense of this pew nattern is killing me! I can't wait to see what it is.
If the kitty comes to stay, you'll just have to call him/her Jabba now.
Sometimes we call Callie, Jabba. I had a neighborhood cat try to come into our place recently. I probably would have let him if I didn't have cats already. :-)
It sounds like kitty has selected his new home. Besides, you need a new feline member!
I don't know how long you've lived in your home, but it may be that Jabba is an abandoned cat. If you have a facility in your town that takes lost or displaced cats without fear of euthanization, I would take the poor little fella there. If the owners find Jabba missing, they'll probably check the cat facilities. I know we have several in my town.
It won't succeed as a matter of fact, that's what I believe.
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