Why are my people so strange?

Tillie, our fawn boxer, often thinks that but we seldom actually catch her in action. All she needs are thought bubbles.



This is actually to show a finished object. Fresh off the needles are a pair of socks for Mr. Well-Tempered.

Specs: generic sock pattern; size one needles, 64 stitch cast on, garter rib stitch from "Sensational Knitted Socks"; Opal Hundertwasser yarn. I promise to be less vague on the particulars in the future.



In addition to putting up with our high jinx, Tillie is amazingly fore bearing when it come to the cats. Here's proof: Tillie was minding her own business taking a sun bath when Fitzhugh decided that he just had to rub all over her.