Day 4 for us with Leo, and I'm still waiting for him to sprout horns and become the dog from hell. It just isn't happening. He's a good dog and seems to fit right in with us.
Today we went to the vet for a well doggie check and he was. Healthy. I bought a bag of kibble made by Hill's to see if the enormous size of the food would slow him down. It doesn't and he swallows the giant kibble whole. He's just a pig, but he hasn't upchucked in 2 days. I'm going to try one of those fancy contraptions you all were so kind to link me to.
Since this isn't just a blog about a dog, I thought I'd touch on the gorgeous Fair Isle sock I've been knitting.
It is beautiful.
It doesn't fit.
Before I rip it out, I'm going to wait for Stinkerbell to come over and try it on. It might fit her bony little feet. That's the problem with knitting Fair Isle in the round. One minute it fits, and the first set of decreases later, it doesn't. The yarns, even carried loosely in the back, can make such an object too snug. It's kind of frustrating, but I won't throw in the towel yet. I'm going to try the same pattern again with a heavier weight yarn like Alpaca With a Twist.
Since I'm at an impasse with the knitting, I think I'll go spin something pretty.