Saturday, April 4, 2009
Vicious Cat Attacks
Today I had to rip back 4” from my Starling sock. I didn’t like the angle of the pattern and it wasn’t breaking up the stripes the way I wanted. As I sat at the dinning room table, ripping out my sock, and gazing at The Boyfriend asleep on the couch (he had his wisdom teeth out yesterday), a pair of Devon Rex took notice of the steadily increasing pile of yarn on the floor.
In the end the toe managed to survive although it was touch and go for a while. You never know how vicious cat attacks will turn out.
Is he not the cutiest Devon EVA?!?!?!