Yes, all my cats are borrowed. Less cat hair on the fabric, no shredded pattern pieces (why do they love that?), litter boxes or smelly fish tins.
But also no soft furry critter to welcome you home, curl up by your feet on stormy nights, or nestle in your lap when you need a cuddle.
Pluses and minuses.
ad hoc noodles: bits of jacob’s cream crackers
Ah, well. That bowl of chicken soup was all mine the other day, as were the grapes and
Because fall’s nipping the air somewhere the bread machine got cranked up last weekend.
It makes a weird-looking loaf, so will try to remember to take a photo of some toast.
My big surprise has been sitting down to learn that granny squares aren’t too diffy after all. Not planning no blankets, mind you. But it made a change from all the cuppa mats I’m still churning out.
not too bad, but it got ripped anyway, for a smaller hook & more practice
Although officially Autumn since last week we’re still
feelin’ eighties but the last couple of days the sun’s started setting earlier. A comforting sign.
I got out one of my favourite table toppers, made a quick cuppa, and enjoyed a read through a Corinna Chapman book.
She’s (they’re?) cat people, too.
[long pause to make a cuppa & grab the book …]
“The Mouse Police slunk to my feet and gave me that look which cats reserve for moments when they are finding the human world unbelievably trying and are about to call their union.” Devil’s Food, Kerry Greenwood, p. 2.
“Horatio emerged … He sat down in the kitchen, paws folded, tail carefully disposed, the picture of a cat who has been far too deeply asleep to come to the aid of his human, even though no one expects cats to do that stuff anyway …” Ibid. p. 4.
Come to think of it, as Corinna’s a baker of bread extraordinaire, she might have had something to do with my loaf …
the final word is, of course, from His Good Self:
Here’s messin’ with you, kid…
The latest news on Hodge is he’s outta work and busy with a third book and probably booking appearances in … France? He’s guested in a book that’s gone global…
Keith decided to retire, and is soon to go up UP (pronounced “you-pe,” the upper peninsula of Michigan) to view what should be stunning foliage. Camera hopefully in tow!