Karma

OK, folks...no knitting tonight.
We're all about our four-legged friends.

My mom and I FINALLY caught a little feral kitten from the group she feeds.
He's the last. This summer was full of kittens and he's the only one left.

Meet Herr Max.

The poor little frightened, stunted, parasite-ridden kitty finally got to the vet...he's clean - no FIV or FELV, but he's got minor problems to be dealt with.

He'll be OK.

Because someone got to him in time.

Folks, before you think about a breeder or a pet shop, go to a shelter.

Please...how many of us are mutts?

Me?

I'm Polish-Romanian-Jewish-Danish-with-a-drop-of-Irish and Lord knows what else, and I turned out OK.

Watch the comments, folks.

After all, is there any guarantee that Suri or Shiloh will be perfect? Gene pools don't mean anything, people - that's why there's a Page Six.

Please, save a little life if you can.

Tonight, please enjoy pics of my mom and Herr Max.


Night all.

Projects in Progress

G'head...say THAT five times fast.
Well, this long weekend was a busy one.

Aside from the organizing I never have time to do, I plunged into a few projects, communed with my sewing machine, saw The Warriors at the cemetery with friends, gave in to a dress at Lost & Found Gallery, and went to the sale at Black Sheep.

Because I need more yarn.

I also went to Target to buy more bins.

Because I had to buy more yarn.

Today's pics feature the assembled Hippie Bag with pinned-in lining (no strap yet), the bear for whom I have to design a girly wardrobe, the bottom of what's to be my "Porn Shirt" purse, and my shellshocked face after the yarn sale.

The picture is blurry because of the shock afflicting the photographer - poor Mom.
I think she almost expected me to pull a baby alpaca out of one of the bags.

Oh, just in case you're wondering why I'm making a purse out of a t-shirt touting a cheesy old skin flick, it's because of one of my favorite taglines:

"If you have to go to hell, go for a reason."

I also pictured it because I'm terribly proud of having sewn the seams straight.

And sewing a crooked seam is a really lame reason...

Night all.