Once again I have failed to take photographs in a timely fashion. But rest assured, all of the evil icky nasty snow has melted, and we are back to a typical January in western Washington: 46 degrees and showery, with acres of lovely bright green grass.
And I remembered my fall-back of fall-back plans: the scanner! Last year I bought a replacement printer, the first nice printer I have ever personally owned. It’s just a Brother combo printer/scanner/fax/copier, but gosh it’s so much nicer than my last printer, the Lexmark “Best Printer You Can Buy At Walmart For Under $20″ special.
Unfortunately, my most recently knit sock doesn’t quite fit on the scanner bed, as you can see.
This is more Red Heart “Heart And Sole” sock yarn, but in the “Green Envy” colorway. I like it a lot!
As to Carrie#K’s question about my statement that NewCat is so much more cat-like than I’m accustomed to. One thing is the “love bites.”
If you give NewCat more than, say, three or four pets, or if you pet her further back than the shoulders, she will grab your hand in her little paws and bite with her teeth and KICK KICK KICK with the bunny feet. (Actually, her mouth is so small, it can rarely get purchase. I have learned to tuck my fingers into a fist, so she can’t get at them.)
And when her tail is switching, do not approach!
Also, she is an inconsiderate sleeper. Last night I woke up and she was basically using my face as a chaise lounge. I was lying on my side, and she was propped up on one elbow on my cheek, her backside weighing down my jugular vein, purring to beat the band, doing her best to dislocate my jaw as I slept.
But I don’t mean to make her out as a vicious attack cat. She just gets overwhelmed with emotion. I have also learned that, when she is draped on my shoulder (as she often insists), it’s best to keep my face turned slightly away. Because she drools with happiness, and it sometimes makes her sneeze. Very wet sneezes too, I might add.