What do you see on the other side of my knitting stand?
That's our "ghost kitty" Herbie getting mighty close. Ever since Hoover went over Rainbow Bridge we have noticed Herbie getting more and more comfortable being out and about. I rescued him from the woods when he was just a wee one about 10 years ago. He was injured and abandoned by his mother. I've still got her and all of her other kittens too but he's never warmed up to us....until now.
On quiet mornings I've been throwing a sheet on the couch (my cat allergies) and sitting and knitting a bit on Altheda and lately he's been joining me. That used to be Hoover's job I'm sad to say. I am not actually sure it's me he likes or if it's the sheepy unspun wool that Altheda is being knit from but it's nice that he's finally coming out of the closet. I do have to keep an eye on him though. He's the one that cost me a fortune when he got into a bag of unwashed fleece. I'm pretty sure he'd make short work of Altheda if he was ever given the chance.