The Dog Ate My…

Koigu.

Yup.

You read right.  Charlie girl helped herself to a skein of koigu destined for my KSKS pal.  I left it vulnerable on the bed as I worked in another room.  I looked in the living room to see a spaghetti-like mess.  I’ve tried unknotting the mess, but I’m just getting little bitty bits.  I have another yarn that I’d planned to send her, but I’m disappointed.  Not in the puppy; she’s only six months old.  In myself for forgetting what thieves puppies are.

At least there is one intact skein.  My pal can use it to make ankle socks, I guess.

6 thoughts on “The Dog Ate My…”

  1. Oh no!
    I’m so sorry, sweetie. Don’t be too hard on yourself. It’s easy to forget what puppies are like when you haven’t had one in the house for a while.

  2. Aaaack! Why is it that mayhem and destruction tend to target our most prized items? IF there had been any cheap acrylic in your home I seriously doubt that the pup would have turned it into a chew toy. I hope it’s salvageable. And ankle socks are very functional.

  3. Oh, that is so sad. A friend of mine has a cat that can sense yarn in any bag. For awhile she only knit at work, because she was afraid her cat would get ahold of her yarn. Thankfully we found a bag that her kitty can’t open, so she can knit everywhere =)

  4. bev, could you please email me. i’ve been in contact with my ksks swap pal and told her i would be delayed in mailing – i’m now ready to mail, but i don’t have a complete address, just name, city and state and zip, but no street address or p o box….hoping to hear from you soon….

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