Friday, February 4, 2011

Every Picture Tells a Story

Last month, we liberated Leo from his crate and allowed him to have the run of the house while we were out. What I didn't know, and what was kept from me by the men folk, is sometimes Leo wasn't being as good as I was being led to believe. He became adept at getting into the trash, helping himself to whatever was around and generally, making a mess that my son and husband cleaned before I made it home. One night, I busted the dog myself, and it came out that he'd been doing this naughty stuff every single night.

Too lazy to fetch the crate, I began to keep everything I thought he might destroy out of his way.

Some things escaped my eye before I left.

Another tape measure (Leo's second sheep measure murder) bites the dust. Sadly, it was my favorite.

A day or so later, it seemed a bull in a china shop was let loose and an unfortunate death was the result. We can't pin this crime on Leo. This decapitation was perpetrated upon the victim by the man of the house who promptly blamed the size of the house for the "accident." Yes...that was a Lladro figurine. Now she's just broken porcelain.

Though the shining sun casts pretty shadows, don't be fooled as the storm left bitter cold in its wake. It's freaking freezing cold. As I write this at noon, it's only 18 degrees (F) out there.

As my mother used to say when I left the house for school, "don't eat the yellow snow."
She was wise. Who knows what I would have done if not for her words of warning?

It took all week, but I've finally made some progress on Cloud Chaser. The back is done and I'm knitting the right side. Love, love, love this pattern (and the yarn).

I'm knitting the vest with these tools.

I was minding my own beeswax at the yarn store--really just there to purchase yarn for a baby blankie--when the clerk happened to mention I'd earned a coupon worth 20% off any purchase. Really? Anything? Next thing I knew, the Addi Lace Clicks jumped into my bag.

What's not to love about brand new pointy sticks?

And this is for you. It's the least I could do for putting the song in your heads:

Have a great weekend!


Stephanie V said...

I was working in a record store when that album came out...we played it pretty much non-stop. Nice to hear it again.

Poor Leo, he's just a sheep chasin' dog. Glad he wasn't responsible for the headless Lladro.

And Addi-clicks! Lucky you. Can't wait for that Cloud Chaser to make its debut. It's looking great.

Miss 376 said...

Boys will be boys!
Great knitting progress, that colour is so relaxing

Silliyak said...

I got the yellow snow warning from Frank Zappa's Apostrophe album, his best in my estimation.

The Bug said...

Oh the humanity! Or would that be ewemanity?

Finding Pam said...

I am sorry to hear about your Lladro figurine. Most of my favorite things have been broken by kids and dogs.

Leo is so cute. He can't help it that he loves your stuff.

Have a great vacation.

SkippyMom said...

What, no picture of Leo, hanging his head in shame? C'mon.

Denise said...

Me thinks you should put the man and the dog in the crate together.

I get that here, except for size I'm told it's my clutter. I can walk around no problems.

Love how your cardi is coming along.

Jadekitty said...

Yea for sharp pointy objects!

sapphireblue said...

Ohhh, sparkly needles...ahhh!

I have that same sheep. It's a good thing he's cute.

Anonymous said...

Yes, I agree. The crating of your husband is the only option to protecting your inanimate objects..he may bark and howl at first, but a good rap on the nose with a newspaper will quiet him down...sorry about the Lladro (did he even take responsibility and apologize)?