My daughter named him. And he was “drawn out” of the litter by my sister just for us.
All I have to say is, “Where’s my hat?” and he knows what’s about to happen.
You can’t see the grizzled hair on his chin.
He’s a good old man.
So I’m maybe a third of the way through Lilith Ubbelohde’s cowl-neck shell, Sexxxy Librarian. Yes, that’s sexxxy with a triple x; though, as I knit this in my ginormous yoga…
We took the kids trail riding over the weekend, squeezing the last few drops out of a thoroughly used up summer with an equally squeezed pocketbook. So, we loaded up…
She was meant to be a lean huntress in the wild. But, in this neighborhood you just can’t have an inside/ outside cat, if you want it to live. …
He was once an emaciated tom with a huge fluffy head (hence the name “Brain.”) Though he’s not succumbed to my cat whisperings yet, he has started taking his meals…
In Episode 13 I show progress on my Plum sweater for Junko June and July Knitalong. I also talk about jumpstarting my health and share how you guys have tried that. I also share some home DIY projects.
