Saturday, April 04, 2009

Sekhmet, you fucker.

In my knitting basket...




AND in The Pit.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

My cat hides in the same kind of places.

Unfortunately she is on my shit list as I spent all night trying to untagle my sock yarn ;-(

Pam

Galad said...

It's all your fault for making such cat friendly spaces (or so I'm told by my cats).

PICAdrienne said...

That blog title always makes me wonder what he has gotten into or done THIS time.

Roxie said...

What, you don't want the infinite blessings of cat hair in every thing you own? More the fool you! It keeps the elephants away. And it's worked so far for you, hasn't it?

Roz said...

Hahahahahahahaahaha

This from a woman who had to clean out her downstairs storage closet in order to extricate a very curious Bobo from his new hiding spot. Fuckah!

Amy Lane said...

My cats don't have the grace to hide...

historicstitcher said...

The kittens are turing out to be not nearly so well trained of the wool as my geriatricats are. Rotti is a rotten wool theif, and will steal any exposed roving as soon as my back is turned. And Mingo runs off with the ball of yarn I'm knitting with, while I'm using it.

Isis just likes to sit on my knitting while I'm knitting. Chaka likes to rub his face on the points of my needles.

Alwen said...

At least Sekhmet isn't a snake (thinking of one of my college housemates).