Thursday, May 5, 2011

A kittycat blanket story


This big orange tomcat is called Elvis.


He lies around most of the day, shedding on the furniture and making everyone sneeze.  He also loves to sit on whatever project I’m working on.  I mean, he really, really loves to do that.  He will go to great lengths to sit on my project.  It’s his mission in life.


I had a little pile of upholstery remnants in my stash, so I decided to sew them together and make Big E his own blanket. I’ll put it on the couch, I thought, and he’ll lie on it because, well, it is a project, and he can shed on it instead of directly on the furniture, and then I can just throw it in the washer.  Ta-Da!  So brilliant. 


Hey, check it out, Big E!  It’s a project on the couch!  It’s all soft and rumply, too, just the way you like it.  Mmmmmhmmm, come on, man, come see.


This is for me?  My own blanket?  And it’s all done, you’re not going to make me scoot over so you can see what you’re doing? 


Well, okay, I’ll try it.  Seems soft enough.  And it is rumply, I do like rumply things…


I don’t know, I just feel like you’re going to tell me to move any minute now.  Besides, you’re not working on this one anymore; that takes some of the fun out of it.


Maybe I should sit over here and think about it for awhile.


I’ve got time for a quick bath…


Yeah.  I like it.  Zzzzzzzz.