Monday, 8 November 2010
Socking it to us
This evening a large ball of baby blue mohair wool was seen running across the living room, with two pairs of ginger legs attached to it.
Somehow, our Rascal in Residence had managed to dig her way into a large SEALED bag of knitting wool in our wardrobe. We are beginning to think that she doesn't like my husband's choice of socks and is determined to knit him an alternative pair. Right now it would be helpful, as she has hidden a number of his socks and he struggles to find two to match each morning.
Socks are also the "bedding of choice" for madamoiselle.
Do other people have equally distressing sartorial issues with their kittens?