Monday, November 27, 2006

Bloody damned cat.

6 comments:

Bells said...

LOL! Sorry. I know I shouldn't. Can you take it as a compliment? It must be so nice and warm and the husbeast will be SOOO grateful.

Alwen said...

Ahhhh, knitting!

Julie said...

What blew me away was, the sweater was WET. When I picked up the cat to move her, her fur was wet. She normally HATES water. Crazed beast.

April said...

Andy pulled all the DPN's out of the sock I was knitting last night. And then sat on top of the sock to hide what he'd done.

I hate cats.

And in true April fashion I interpreted all of this as a "sign" and ripped the entire thing out.

Amy Lane said...

hee hee hee hee hee...ah, *sniff*--it's been a long week, that was fun, thanks!

Gees, April, I would have taken that as a sign to ship the damned cat to my friend Wendy's house where he would become coyote kibble. YOu're a better person than I am.

Lydia said...

I love this photo; I actually hooted(!). My cat ALWAYS does this. Usually a comfort-loving creature, there is no place she'd rather sleep than on a *wet* sweater. And of course, later there's always the pin game to be played... Well, we knew they were strange, right? I think it must be part of the charm ;-)