Let's say that you are sitting in a comfy chair in your library at home, working industriously on knitting up a doll for your niece's fifth birthday. You are using pale pink yarn because you are in the process of making the head piece.
Your perpetual kitten Azzie decides to come 'help' by bapping the ball of yarn onto the floor and you think "oh, how cute." He pokes at it a few times but then it no longer seems to appeal.
And then, lets say that the phone rings and you have to set the knitting down and walk out of the room for all of about 30 seconds to answer it.
What do you suppose you might see upon returing?
Let's check the hall outside the library first, what say.
Now let's poke our head into the library. What do you suppose we will find there? Could it be Azzie, looking oh-so-innocent? He has *no* idea how the yarn happened to wrap itself around the feet of that chair, and then go skittering out into the hall. Really he doesn't.
Looks like you have "Not Me" and "I don't know" living at your house, too!
Posted by: annie at January 24, 2005 08:59 AMHow could you believe such an innocent looking furbaby could do such a thing! Lawjammies for you!
Posted by: Marty at January 24, 2005 11:21 AMIt's your fault for answering the phone. Lawjammies itching yet?
Posted by: Ann at January 24, 2005 12:00 PMWow, you get those self-unravelling yarn balls, too! Here, I thought I was the only one.
Of course it's not the cats...
Posted by: Lynn at January 24, 2005 12:19 PM"I didn't do it! It was, it was......"
Posted by: Anita at January 25, 2005 04:32 PMOMG! I'm laughing so hard it hurts! Great photostory!
Posted by: La at January 26, 2005 03:36 PM