Cat Update (9:30 PM):
She’s out! We came back to town after supper and when we turned the light on, Betty started peeping (she doesn’t seem to meow). So I distracted her by dangling Fluffy Sweater yarn (the bit left over from the back – I hope the neck band isn’t going to need it since it’s pretty filthy now) in from the top, M opened the little door on the outside, reached in, grabbed her and dragged her out. Then there was a lot of purring. She is back in the bathroom for the night, the hole is covered and she can come back out tomorrow. Maybe she can meet Angus. Now, after such a day (I didn’t even tell you that the contractor discovered that we aren’t on the city’s sewer after all – we have a septic tank. Surprise!), I am very tired and am going to bed. Or maybe I will knit a bit on the Fluffy Sweater. As a reward. Who needs sleep when you have delightful yarn?

We took the kitties to the vet the day before yesterday. Judy had leukemia so now we only have one kitty. And I have had a very sad few days.

But Betty is doing fine. Well, I said that and then I went to take her picture, and she has gone down the hole in the fireplace where you are supposed to scrape the ashes – I thought is was full and there was no room for her to go down! We have determined that she is in the bottom of the chimney and (as near as we can tell) there are only two ways out: the way she got in and a little door where you are supposed to get the ashes out. Serves me right for letting her out of the bathroom. So there is now tuna all over the fireplace and I am waiting for her to come out. Do you think catnip would help? I’ve printed the mousie pattern from Wendy’s mouse-a-long to make her a treat. I’ll keep you updated.

As far as knitting goes, I worked on M’s socks while waiting to get my hair cut this morning. I am such a slack knitter – but I am a slack knitter with a darn cute haircut!

I’ve been so busy lately, the only knitblogger I’ve been keeping up with regularly is Laurin who is having a terrible time with the Tyrolean Cardigan. Not the pattern so much as the remembering that she wanted to make it longer. I’ll get around to the whole blogroll eventually – possibly on this long long afternoon while I am waiting for Betty to come out of the hole.