Ok, by my drug-induced calculations, you should be done-done with your show. Now you can entertain us!
Hope you now have time to come up for a little air. “Dude” does not count.
Throw yourself in your yarn stash and inhale. It’ll make you feel better. Oh… and if everything is going good on the house front… don’t pack the yarn until the last possible moment -or paint the box neon green so you can find it in an emergency.
Huh. People always tell me I have enough of my cat’s hair on my clothes and furniture to make a sweater. I had no idea they were being serious. But I think it would creep me right the hell out to be wearing a sweater made entirely out of Ike’s hair. But I guess it would save me a fortune in those lint roller thingys.
My grandfather and his wife had a Samoyed, a large fluffy white dog. My step-grandmother would collect his sheddings, clean, card, dye and spin it into yarn with which she would knit. But, see, there was a practicality to that because she didn’t have LYS’s like we do. She was just being a good, fiber-lovin’ spinner and knitter. But having someone else do the spinning and yet another person do the knitting? Dude, indeed. Meanwhile, is it wrong that I just wish the article had included the perspective from the co-worker who knit the cat-yarn?
You think it maybe had whiskers in it too?
I’m with Andria - creeped right the hell out. It just reminds me of those pet owners who have their deceased pets taxidermy-like stuffed. Or maybe that’s a myth, I have yet to ever see one.
VIP usually has a booth at Stitches West and they have sample skeins of the various breeds of dog and cats all spun up. Some of them are super soft and really surprising. And if nobody told you what it was spun from, you’d never know. Mostly what you hear people shrieking about is ‘Ewwww, when it gets wet it must smell gross like wet dog.’ Apparently these are people who’ve never smelled wet barnyards or wet sheep/goats/alpacas/llamas.
So.
When I send you the skein I’ve been spinning for you, you’ll have to take my word that it’s cashmere, not dog or cat.
Ok, by my drug-induced calculations, you should be done-done with your show. Now you can entertain us!
Hope you now have time to come up for a little air. “Dude” does not count.
Throw yourself in your yarn stash and inhale. It’ll make you feel better. Oh… and if everything is going good on the house front… don’t pack the yarn until the last possible moment -or paint the box neon green so you can find it in an emergency.
Huh. People always tell me I have enough of my cat’s hair on my clothes and furniture to make a sweater. I had no idea they were being serious. But I think it would creep me right the hell out to be wearing a sweater made entirely out of Ike’s hair. But I guess it would save me a fortune in those lint roller thingys.
My grandfather and his wife had a Samoyed, a large fluffy white dog. My step-grandmother would collect his sheddings, clean, card, dye and spin it into yarn with which she would knit. But, see, there was a practicality to that because she didn’t have LYS’s like we do. She was just being a good, fiber-lovin’ spinner and knitter. But having someone else do the spinning and yet another person do the knitting? Dude, indeed. Meanwhile, is it wrong that I just wish the article had included the perspective from the co-worker who knit the cat-yarn?
You think it maybe had whiskers in it too?
I’m with Andria - creeped right the hell out. It just reminds me of those pet owners who have their deceased pets taxidermy-like stuffed. Or maybe that’s a myth, I have yet to ever see one.
*makes no comment for fear of being judged*
*quietly throws away several baggies full of nothing in particular*
I’d hate to be the one allergic to cats at her workplace. Yikes!
VIP usually has a booth at Stitches West and they have sample skeins of the various breeds of dog and cats all spun up. Some of them are super soft and really surprising. And if nobody told you what it was spun from, you’d never know. Mostly what you hear people shrieking about is ‘Ewwww, when it gets wet it must smell gross like wet dog.’ Apparently these are people who’ve never smelled wet barnyards or wet sheep/goats/alpacas/llamas.
So.
When I send you the skein I’ve been spinning for you, you’ll have to take my word that it’s cashmere, not dog or cat.