Lois is back. It's a little unsettling how quickly she made herself at home here. Almost like she put on a big show for her adoptive family, pretending to be all scared of their "mean, old doggie" (Lois' words, not mine!). They returned her to the SPCA, claiming that she was absolutely terrified of their old Scottish Sheep dog. Yeah, ok. I have an eight-year old English Springer. She wasn't the least bit scared of MY dog. I get the impression she is comfortable here. Hmm. Six cats live here already. Does that sound like I want to adopt another? Not.
In other news, I have to say that I have extremely nice and generous friends. Jo-Ann is an example. I visited with her and her animals today. Jo-Ann co-exists with many, many exotic fiber animals: llamas, alpaca, angora goats... In exchange for fiber, I am one of her knitters. A better system could not exist. And today, she lent me the use of her spinning wheel, to take home and learn to spin on and practice on until I can afford to buy my dream wheel: The Kromski Mazurka. A Polish-made spinning wheel for a Polish born and bred fiber-a-holic.
Friday, September 09, 2005
Annie is my only female cat out of six. A cat after my own heart. See that ball of Briggs and Little wool she has her claws into? Difficult to knit socks with little kitty claws controlling the wool. And the Very Harlot poncho she's got her arse on? Let's just hope there was no feline flatulence going on there!
Isn't she sweet? Has an awesome purrr, too.
Monday, September 05, 2005
Four months will tell the tale, I suppose. The spotty-nosed virgin in the middle is Dawn. On the right is Mr. Darcy. Mr. Darcy is a wether. Or not. Mr. Darcy and Dawn were friendly this morning in the biblical sense. Ooops. Virgin no more. And upon inspection, it appears that
Mr. Darcy has parts he shouldn't, albeit well-concealed. So by early January 2006, I could have a lamb or two, or not. Mr. Darcy is here merely for his fleece, and good looks. The plan was to bring a studly ram from another farm to service my woolly girls. But you know what they say about all good plans...