Rocky and I slept in this morning, and apparently missed all the action. When we finally got up, I peeked out the back door to see one of the gray squirrels running off with the last peanut. I threw some more out the back door, but apparently the squirrels had their fill for the day. A giant blue jay did swoop down and snatch one up, but Rocky's not interested in the birds. He's all about the rodents.
For my part, my attention has all been for my knitting. While laying in bed this morning, listening to Rocky purr, I realized I'd made a giant miscalation on my Lestrange cardigan. When I split for the armholes, I'd made some modifications for a better fit to my body type. But I'd done it wrong and if I kept going, the results would have been catastrophic.
So that meant, as soon as the cats and squirrels were seen to, I was on the couch frogging all the progress I'd made this weekend.
But don't worry too much... it frogged easy and I was able to knit back up quickly and I've now got the right front completely finished!
And now, because looking at this half-knit cardigan is boring for even me.... here's something I came across this afternoon