I’ll be the first to admit that this one is less a knitting project and more an excuse to show you pictures of my cat.
I bought this yarn (Cascade Kid Seta, a silk/mohair laceweight) to make this shrug (and I eventually will… maybe in the spring). The evening of the day it arrived, Henry (who had never before shown an interest in yarn) walked into the living room with a skein of it sticking out of his mouth. He looked like he was eating a giant piece of cotton candy, and he seemed so incredibly proud of himself that I felt bad taking it away from him.
I put the three skeins I had away into a ziploc bag so that he couldn’t get to them anymore, and a couple days later I found him walking around carrying the ENTIRE BAG of yarn in his mouth! At this point I realized that his love for the yarn should be safely recognized, so I knit him a small pillow.
These pictures are a little misleading. He likes it okay, but not nearly as much as he likes the plastic rings from milk caps, so I guess the yarn only held intense appeal in its fluffy skein form.
He’s not the first cat I’ve known with a love for mohair. Is that a thing?
P.S. HOW CUTE ARE HIS LITTLE BLACK ARM SPOTS?! HOW CUTE IS HIS LITTLE SMUDGE NOSE??!
Dre had the softest fur of any cat, more like a bunny’s fur really, and a tiny, darling nose. She liked to burrow under the covers and whenever I visited my parents I’d wake up with her snuggled in bed with me. I’ll miss her terribly. Rest in peace, sweet kitty.
This is one of my favorite things that happened on vacation.
Things of note about this picture:
1. Henry is standing/sitting with his paws on the windowsill and his butt on the kitchen cart like this is a perfectly normal way to hang out.
2. I made chocolate chip cookies that didn’t burn or spread into a gigantic pan-sized cookie or otherwise come out weird. They are just cookies, and that is awesome.
3. I am going to miss this goofball cat SO MUCH when Bryan and I go to St. Louis this weekend. He’s only been with us two and a half weeks and I can’t stand to be away from him for four days! This is tempered by the fact that he will be cared for by the totally wonderful Sara and Tom, and also that our little vacation will include four other cats who are pretty great as well. And my dogs. And parents. But still!