That'll teach me...
Late last night (or, rather, early this morning, if you want to get technical), I heard this "clink clink clink" sound. "Whatever," I think to myself, "The cat is playing with something again. No big deal." I hear it again. And again. This time however, followed by a "grr." So, I go to investigate.

My cat, Joey, was playing with my knitting (the clinking noise came from the needles). He'd knocked it off the table (with the exception of the ball of yarn) and was playing with it on the ground. Apparently, Murray, my dog, got irritated because the cat was doing this almost on top of the dog. And, while Murray wants to be friends, the cat is randomly mean to him, so he knows to defend himself.

Luckily, my knitting is okay. Nothing was pulled off. He was just batting it around.

Here are pictures of my babies:





And what have I learned from this? Nothing, probably. Inevitably, I will leave my knitting on the table again. But for now, it is on top of the chest of drawers.



- posted by Misa @ 9:48 PM