My lap continues to be a playing board for cat chess. The stakes have been raised as the blanket I’m crocheting gets larger and there is actually room for a toe beans.


Yes. There are cat hairs crocheted indelibly into the blanket.
My lap continues to be a playing board for cat chess. The stakes have been raised as the blanket I’m crocheting gets larger and there is actually room for a toe beans.


Yes. There are cat hairs crocheted indelibly into the blanket.
I wandered an antique store for Mother’s day and this sculpture kept calling my name. I have other Windstone pieces, and of course I like the cats the best. I circled back and picked it up. It was designed to be a candle holder, but I’m much too distractible to burn candles, so I thought it appropriate that the seven cats would sit around a ball of yarn.

I will probably change out the center focus as the whim moves me. A nice glass or stone orb would go well there too.
I keep working on the Bucilla felt kit to make a cat themed wreath. So many tiny stitches. I laid it down to take a progress picture and Izzy the cat decided to investigate.

The stuffed candy cane the cat is holding is the smallest stuffed object I have ever done, so far. The project has many, many tiny stuffed details.
The heated cat house behind the coop had been used as a scratching post, compromising its weather proofing. I bought some outdoor canvas and applied it to the roof with hot glue, just to give it a modicum of extra protection.

It isn’t my neatest job, but it fixed the issue. It will also be a test of the hot glue to fabric bond as the weather changes.
Sophie would like me to know that it is time for dinner.

She would really like to go out in the front yard, where she will await her vittles and sit in her sunny spot. I don’t actually feed her at the table. But climbing up there does get my attention when the head bumps of my leg fail to send the message.