Remember my post last week about rescuing Masher the cat? Masher was abandoned at the pound after being with the same family for 13 years. They moved his litterbox downstairs, Masher couldn't get down the stairs, had ONE accident, and next thing he knew he was abandoned to death row.
Luckily FACE stepped in, posted his story, and now Dill and I have a new cat.

The first few days I was really, really scared for him. He didn't want to eat, he had a lot of trouble breathing due to a respiratory infection and he didn't go to the bathroom at all. I ran lots of hot water, creating lots of steam and used a humidifier to break up his snot and help him breath. He had meds, but those were upsetting his stomach since it was empty. Dill and I turned into jerks and force fed him. He was not a fan.

But finally, on day three...

Masher ate food! Lots and lots of food! Now his appetite doesn't stop!

We moved him into my office so that I can sit with him while I work and he can watch Supernatural with me. He finds it dull and predictable, but I've explained to him that he's a cat, so what does he know about television?

Now that Masher is feeling better, I'm finding myself even more shocked by his owners actions. This is a cat that comes running when you walk in a room. He flops over so you can rub his belly. He puts his paw on top of your hand, on your cheek, on your knee and turns his big green eyes on you as if to just say "Hey there! I'm here and I'm glad you are too!"

He wants pets. Constant pets. You think you've given him enough pets? Hell no. Until your hand is unable to move, he would like you to use that hand to pet him some more please and thank you.

Which baffles me. When we went to adopt him we were expecting a senior cat with a lot of issues. Maybe he would be distant, lethargic or have mobility issues. None of that would be an excuse for ditching him, but maybe it would at least offer some explanation.
Instead we have this wonderful cat, obviously with lots of life and love left in him. He was let down by people he trusted but hasn't given up. He loves us and we love him.

So, with all that said, if you are looking to adopt, I know it's incredibly hard to bypass the kittens. They're kittens! They're so cute and fluffy and the eyes are SO BIG OMG!

But if you can, maybe take a look at the 
adult and senior cats? I'm glad we did!

Knit Picks has a wonderful ornament collection out and I was lucky enough to have my patterns included in the book! Knit a cozy to dress up an otherwise boring ball ornament or a tiny tardis that holds small presents inside!

The Indy Star ran a really cool story about me and Geek Knits!


And Last week while Dill was out of town I saw a facebook post about a sweet older cat named Masher. I know we all see sad animal posts every day on facebook, but this one struck me.

See, Masher is 13 years old and had lived with his family all his life. Then they decided to move his litter box downstairs. Masher had difficulty making it up and down the stairs and eventually he had an accident at the top of the stairs.
Obviously the sensible thing to do would be to move the box back right? But no, his family decided that the best course of action would be to take him to animal control!
Poor Masher who had made one mistake suddenly found himself on death row.
Luckily our low cost kitty rescue FACE found out about him and pulled him out. 

I shared the post and Dill who is very used to me saying "I want to rescue this cat! And this dog! And this one! And this one!" said "go get him".

We did.


Then licks.

Took about five minutes to make the decision to sign.

And home!!!

Took him about five minutes to realize that this was it and all of a sudden it was purrs, head butts and all the love he could give. 

He's sick right now with an infection, which we were told is pretty normal for shelter cats. We decided it would be better to isolate him at home and give him the meds than to keep him at the shelter and let them do it. He has a much better chance of recovery when he's not so stressed. 

Looking forward to orange hair on my knitting! 

Also if you're in Indy please go check out FACE. They do great things there!

I had someone ask me for more detail on how to do the tassel for the fez. So here is a breakdown!

First off, I realized that the 12" cut listed in the book might be a little tight. 15-20" makes it much easier. 
Cut floss to desired length:

The pattern calls for about 30 strands.
Thread as many of those as you can through your tapestry needle. It's much easier if you fold them in half to thread.

Pull them through the top of your fez (I'm just using a light grey knit hat so the pics show up better)

Loop it as shown, so your embroidery floss is even on both sides. 

It might take you two or three times to get all of them in there.

Next you're going to braid the floss for two inches

Then tie it in a knot as close to the braid as possible!

You might need to trim the ends for a uniform edge. Again, it's easier if you go longer than 12". And you can't go TOO long as you can always cut it shorter! 

Hope this helps!

If you wander over to the pattern page, you'll see I've added a brand new freebie!

I'm in love with this shrug. It's really light, I keep it in the bottom of my purse when we go out in case we end up somewhere with the AC on high. Very simple to make, and the stockinette portion across the back is nice "zone out" knitting.

Hope that you enjoy it!

Funny story from a friend, so pardon if I get some details wrong. Especially since, as all my good stories go, I had been drinking when I was told this...:

One of my photographer friends has an uncle who sold golf equipment. One of the side businesses of his company was knit notions. Stitch markers, row counters, etc. He and his partner would often meet for a drink after an event like TNNA or sales meetings. So they were sitting in a bar with another friend who was in town, who worked in a different field altogether.

As they're talking the two sales guys start comparing notes on what knitters are buying, as this was in the early 2,000's when knitting had just started picking up with a younger generation. They start talking about their different accounts, "Knitters on my west account are really into the smaller stuff." "Oh yea, the knitters I've been dealing with aren't buying counters at all! I don't know what's up!" "Oh yea, that's been mostly the older knitters, younger knitters like the fancy markers better".

While they're talking, third friend gets more and more uncomfortable. Finally he hisses "Are you guys crazy??? You can't say that stuff!!!!" Baffled, it takes them a few minutes to realize that he thought they were saying something other than "Knitters".

Say it out loud, see if you get it.

On a side note, now when I'm singing along to songs like "Holy Grail" instead of just going quiet on... certain words... I'm going to say "Knitter knitter!".

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