SInce Bronski arrived, things have not been peaceful chez wittyknitter. Bronski is a teenage boy, and you know what that means: stinky farts when he feels like it, clumping through the house with a sound like hobnailed boots, minimal conversation, and prodigious appetite. This boy is a garbage guts. He was found living on the street, and he's learned his lessons well. So far we've only lost two bacon and cheese rolls - cubed bacon neatly eaten off the tops - but we've rescued thawing chicken pieces and meat, and when we came down the other morning the rubbish bin had been knocked off and the chop bones stripped of any meat fragments. We're learning to keep everything off the bench.
Sadly, Maya hasn't adjusted too well. She has taken to peeing on mats, and even on the floor behind the TV - luckily right in front of us so it was quickly cleaned up from the tangle of cords back there. But one peeing event that wasn't noticed was the one that she did on two cotton bags containing knitting projects. One was not too bad, although the ammonia smell was unbelievable: I have had to skein, wash, air and reball five balls of Noro sock yarn that I was planning to make a cardigan from. Bad enough. But the other one was this partly completed alpaca cardigan. I decided to persist and wash it when it is finished, which it nearly is, but it's been quite unpleasant working on it for the last couple of weeks, even after airing it. Tonight will see it done and then it can be washed. The one complete and four partial balls (different colours) that are left will also have to be skeined and washed.
In frustration I have started a small aestlight shawl in the lovely Knitabulous 50/50 silk merino, colour Glint. (Ailsa said she dyed it after watching a cloudy sky change colour at sunset over Woolongong and this photo doesn't do it justice.) I have another skein of this 50/50 blend, this time from Lush Yarns, in a delicate yellowy aqua toning called Southern Mist, which I think may want to become a Brangian shawl. Is it possible I'm succumbing to shawl flu? I already have sock syndrome and cardi fever. Can vest vertigo be far behind?