Harriet likes to ride with her nose right up to the cold-air vent in my car.
I feel like I did when I was twenty-five and in snow for the first time: I noticed that snowflakes really DID come in snowflake patterns. I had always thought that was just poetic Hallmark-license. I like learning things about dogs at thirty-two, things that probably everyone else knows, like the air vent thing. And how when you pick up their poop with the plastic bag, you have to feel that it’s actually warm. That was so surprising, and gross. Deal-able, sure. But who knew? (You did, probably.)
The animals did pretty well last night. Adah opened the accordian doors to my bedroom and then reconsidered hastily when she realized what was on the bed with me.
And here she is next to me, a few minutes ago. Doesn’t she look disgruntled?
That’s because to my left are these:
Can you tell by Miss Idaho’s proximity to my computer how teeny she is? Here, this might help:
And another tense moment:
I think if Lala knew about this photo, she’d come right back from Buddha Camp. Digit is a son-of-a-bitch, and for a second I thought he was going to go all whirling dervish on the dogs. But no, he just leaped off the couch in disgust.
And knitting! Dogs and cats and knitting, all in one day! Alert the media! (Aside, related to none of this: I’m highly irritated that I’m still fighting off whatever it was that I had last week. I had a fever all last night when I went in to work some overtime, and now I just feel stuffy and cruddy. I need to get BETTER! I leave for Hawaii a week from Thursday to run the marathon. There. I’ll go make more tea. Back to knitting, which is where I was going.)
I love this gansey so much.
Like, SO much. I thought about making it a Christmas present er sumpthin’, but I just can’t. I can’t give it up. Plus, I’d better mail the Boys their Cromarty, so this will take its winter place. It’s going to be fitted, friends. I have to warn you. I was really worried about running out of yarn, so I made it a mite small. A sexy gansey? Oxymoron, or an idea whose time has come?
Pattern is from Silver Creek Classics, number S-806, available here. I only bought it because I had seen and touched one made from this lovely, lovely wool at MDS&W. The pattern picture? Tres early nerdy eighties. But I love it. Have I mentioned I lurve this pattern?
Babbling too much. I’m cold and may go back to bed for a nap before work. But I might knit a leetle bit more first.