When Joe the cat was little, he was a hellion. Destructo kitty #1. During his young life, he was notably responsible for breaking a Depression glass punchbowl (valued at $200 at the time of its demise) and destroying an entire freezer full of meats and frozen goods because he accidentally unplugged it. In July. And if you don’t know what rotting meat smells like when you discover it after the freezer has been out of commission for three days in high summer, consider yourself blessed. I will never forget that smell as long as I live.
Fortunately for Joe, we allowed him to live after these escapades and he outgrew his youthful antics. Or so I thought until Saturday, when I put down the sock I was knitting for a quick trip to the bathroom. When I returned, it was to this:
Click on the photo for notes, but the breakdown is as follows. The little fucker chewed through the yarn while I was taking a piss. Note that he kindly left me with about fourteen inches, a full eight of which was covered with slime which had obviously gone down his little kitty esophagus before being horked back up. Since I know how to do a Russian join and could fix this pretty easily, it was more of an inconvenience than anything else, but one little black cat in Brooklyn nearly lost his life this weekend. As it is, I cut off the slimed yarn, fixed it, and Joseph Thomas and I had a little Come to Jesus talk. I don’t think he’ll be touching yarn again.
So, last week I promised finished objects. Here they are (behind the cut):
First, a pair of socks that I started for myself in November. I have no idea why I started them in the midst of Christmas insanity, but my project page on Ravelry assures me I did. And the Rav, it does not lie. I finished them in Florida in time to wear them out to dinner on our last evening there. No, it was not too hot for them.
Pattern: Basic Sock Recipe by Stephanie Pearl-McPhee
Yarn: Great Adirondack Yarn Co., Soxie. Chilipepper colorway
Needle: US Size 2
For: ME!!! (Maybe that’s why I started something in November, because I was jonesing for something for myself while I knitted for everyone else under the sun.)
Next, a pair of Monkeys that were supposed to be Lori’s Christmas present, but then I got sidetracked by all the craziness that was December this year. (Don’t feel bad for her, I gave her some other very nice presents for Christmas, and these are just icing at this point.) These are, in fact, the socks that Joe gnawed through the yarn of, so they have the Yarnivore seal of approval.
Pattern: Monkeys by Cookie A.
Yarn: Claudia Hand Painted yarn, Plumicious colorway
Needles: US Size 1 for the Picot edge, US Size 2 for the body
Let me just say that I love this yarn. It is squishy and has great stitch definition. I will definitely be using it again.
And finally, one for my beading friends:
My sister-in-law’s birthday present, a necklace made from coral and turquoise and some happy little gold findings.
And that concludes our crafty post for the day.
Wow, gorgeous stuff!
(And damn good thing your little man didn’t do that to MY yarn!)
I am fortunate that Sadie has never ever shown any interest in my yarn. And until that Handmaiden BaconSilk comes out, I doubt she ever will.
The socks are gorgeous in their non-symmetrical beauty
And I LOVE LOVE LOVE the necklace!
I love the socks!!! Especially the Yarnivores… er, Monkeys. Lovely beadwork as well, and trust me, working with seed beads does nothing to improve my disposition with my felines. Ireland and Napoleon used to purposefully f*ck with my beads and my thread, now, Jack is just a klutz and Macy only tries to eat my thread when I wrap it around her ears… LOL!
That cat’s a rascal all right. At least he didn’t decide to chew on the sock in progress.
Like the Monkey socks! Very cool pattern.
Those sox don’t sux.
Yay for socks! And now I want to go finish my Monkey socks that are currently marinating in a bag somewhere in my house.
My mom’s male cat is also yarnivorous. Also cordivorous, as in the little bastard ate the cord for my laundry bag, then left it in a horked up mess in the closet. Took us two days to realize what that shit was…
Aimee~Yes, because you already don’t like cats.
ESC~BaconSilk made me snort. And thank you about the necklace.
Nanner~Freddie took out a bag full of beads and tools last night on one of his Brooklyn 500 laps. I was not happy.
Vince~He would be dead if he had.
Michael~Thanx.
Grace~Do eet! They are easy! And the fact that the pattern is an 11 row repeat makes them seem to go really quickly.
Pan~Ew. Fucking cats, taking omnivorous to the extreme.
Oh, I know. I have one completely done and the other one is almost to the heel. Then I got distracted by something shiny and new.