I do my little turn on the catwalk

See?  Cat walk.

See? Cat walk.

I guess it’s time for some cat spam, seeing as our kittens have been with us for three months.  Morrigan is the our tuxedo girl and she’s the brave, slippery, “I really want to be picked up but will never admit it” kitty. The tabby boy is Alistair and he is a love bug. He’ll start meowing and batting at your leg, but all he wants is to be picked up and draped on your shoulder. He is high energy though and we think he’s part Egyptian mau since he chirps and ‘mrrp’s as he runs around. They actually like going outside with harnesses, but that’s more to do with being outside. They tolerate the harnesses because it’s their passport to the outdoors. It was pretty funny when we first put them on since the cats looked like they forgot how their legs worked and stiffly fell over. Legs worked just fine when they got outside.

Sewing and knitting with them has been a bit challenging since they like to “help out:”  Sitting on my fabric, chasing the pen across the painter’s plastic as I try to trace a pattern, batting at fabric while I’m trying to iron, crawling behind my sewing machine while I’m there… and let’s not get into knitting.

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But I’m still getting stuff finished, like this “Northern Line” sweater by Alex Tinsley for RetroLemon’s stripey sweater KAL.  And my Tania culottes (red not-skirt) that I sewed for Irish dance class.
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