Cat bed
This past Christmas we (along with a lot of other family) descended upon
Dave's parents for about a week. His parent's were amazing hosts, but one
member of the family was slightly put out by the proliferation of people she
did not know, particularly those of the canine disposition, of which there
were two. This would be Sofie, the cat. She stayed outside a lot, then spent
a lot of time hiding amongst boxes in the basement, and every once in a while
would manage to seek out the comfort of the lap of either of Dave's parents
when the coast was clear. To make up for her feeling put out, I decided to
knit her a cat bed, and since the party for whom it was meant has received
it, I thought I'd post a picture of the end result:
I'm pretty proud of it. I wish I could make a giant one for myself.
In other news, Dave and I are having a hard time deciding what to have for
dinner so we just polished off a tin of honey roasted Planters peanuts. Just
the thought of it now makes me feel slightly sick. I definitely don't recommend
anyone do that.