superlittlegirl
Polymorphous Perverse
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- Apr 9, 2002
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Aside from being a rhyming disaster, it's just awkward. Zoe (the cat in my sigline) owns me, basically. My lap is not mine; it belongs to her. She really likes to sit on me when I am working on a project, especially one that involves yarn. So I have to give her a piece of yarn for her very own, so she doesn't try to attack the yarn that is becoming the hat. Also, if I move too much, or in the wrong direction, she will bite me to let me know that I am being a substandard lap. So I knit furtively. I knit covertly. I knit very slowly.
But the hat is growing, and if I'm lucky it will be done tonight. With the loving support of my cat, of course. It just wouldn't be the same if I didn't have to sacrifice life and limb to get it done.
But the hat is growing, and if I'm lucky it will be done tonight. With the loving support of my cat, of course. It just wouldn't be the same if I didn't have to sacrifice life and limb to get it done.