I have been wholly absorbed in the Ruffled Fichu. Which is FLOGS (For the Love of Garter Stitch) knitting at its best. Until I get to the ruffled part, that is. Still, with colors like this, its hard to put down:)
Dexter even gets into the whole knitting thing. He thinks its great fun to help the Mama!
great balls of Alchemy Haiku!!!
of course, chewing on the Mama is always good:)
Just yesterday, I was at the computer and heard a bad noise. The kind of bad noise that makes one instantly get up and run.
Because you’ve heard a bad noise similar to it before,
and it was Dexter dragging in a critter. A real live critter, which is making lots of that bad noise.
(As you know, we’ve had our share of baby bunnies around here.)
But this wasn’t a bunny noise. It was a bird noise, and by the time I reached the great room, it had struggled free and began swooping and squawking around the room. Eeeh gads! A bird. A real live bird. Inside.
And then Dexter catches it again.
I had to pry the still alive bird out of his mouth and release it back outdoors.
It flew away with what I believe to be a grateful squawk.