Somehow Harley managed to get himself tangled in my yarn, which he proceeded to drag around the house until he had pulled the sock off the needles and undone most of the knitting. Needless to say, trying to put the stitches back on the needle was not going to happen. So instead I just frogged what was left, rewound the yarn, and cast on a new sock.
All I can say is, Harley is lucky I love him so much.
2 comments:
At least he didn't chew on the yarn!
Oh crap. Every now and again Chief will grab a skein and run through the house with it,then his ADD kicks in and he's on to the next thing.
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