Stereotypes

For the past week, I have been cat sitting.  I grew up with cats, and while I adore my little Chihuahua, he does not purr, and I miss that.  I used to drape my cat, Buddy, over my shoulder and rest my head next to his – I could actually feel the vibration.  So comforting.  Just don’t tell Tino I said so!

Stitch counter in right hand . . .

Lucy seems to purr twenty four hours a day.  She is always waiting for me at the door, motor going strong, and will continue until I leave.  She is not a lap cat (at least with me) but will sit quietly next to me  . . . until the knitting needles come out.

Stitch counter in left hand . . .

Suddenly the kitty with the ball of yarn stereotype makes complete sense.  Because she is obsessed with the length of yarn coming out of the bag!  Not to mention the repetitive movement of the needles and the sound of the stitch counter.  My needles now have a couple of kitty teeth marks.

Ready to pounce!

And this is what Tino thinks of the whole thing . . .

pbbbt!

Very little sewing has been done, but this sweater is coming along very nicely with a little help from Lucy!