I'm on a visit to my folks. I miss a lot. The Pirate, the Kraken, the dog...my sewing machine.
I'm knitting a lot. I'll try to post a pic later. (For some reason, I can't get any pictures to post from my flickr account...even though it says it is.)
Anyway, I didn't realize how used to animals I have become. I keep waiting for a cat to appear in my peripheral vision. No dice. My mom had fostered/hospice cared my first cat, who died in November. I think my dad wants a cat...he was like a schoolgirl when a random kitty let him pet it after it rolled in the big patch of catmint they have in their yard. I don't think mom is as ready as he is. So, I started hunting on petfinder.com. And, I think I found another cat I'd love to have, but The Kraken is definitely a one cat cat. I think.
