Feet at Rest

It pleases me to share the news that the purple socks are finished. Only one was in progress two weeks ago, so these have gone waaaay faster than Dred Green. They are plain-Jane, purple woolen from Knit Pics. I like the yarn a lot: it's machine washable and comes in a good color range. Another pair of socks is already underway, this time lavendar. These are top-down, with about an inch of ribbing above the heel. I plan to do some experimental crochet for the sockses topses.





On other fronts, Cicero has been happily playing in his new "tent"- a folding nylon structure. He has already figured out that if the toy I'm dangling for him is lying on the roof, all he has to do is poke it from inside and it goes flying off for him to grab. This picture catches him in action.

Meowy Christmas

Ok, it's December, and I'll admit to going to the local shelters just in case a nice little red kitty shows up. I wanted to get a boy, so Miss Flora's adjustment would be easier, and a red guy in memory of my dear Goldie of childhood memory.

So dontcha know... none showed up. Well, no: one did, and was taken almost immediately. Good for him- not so great for me. But there was another little red guy whose sister was in sick bay... but no, I was told they must go together, period.

I kept going back, and Friday this little guy flirted outrageously with me. And I knew I had to ask about him. And whaddya know- the vet in charge decided they'd been apart so long already, he could go!

Without further ado, I introduce little Cicero- named after a printers' measure and a fine 19th century typeface. This is his "I am Tiger, see my claws" pose. When not posing for Tiger, he's a sweet purr monster.