Recently, a dear friend of mine took up knitting, mostly, as she confessed, to give her something to do so she “wouldn’t stab people” while waiting for appointments and meetings and friends who were running late. (*ahem*)
Although stabbing some people sounds like a lot of fun to me, in a hypothetical sense, of course, it would be a Bad Thing to do. The knitting thing seemed a bit intimidating, so I decided to teach myself how to crochet, instead.
And I hereby declare my first project to be a SUCCESS!
…I’ll bet that someone is sure regretting dancing on my face at 4:00am this morning to get me up to feed her.
Oh, this is just the beginning, Pug. This is just the beginning.
I might want to think about hiding my wool, though. Something in her look speaks of revenge.