Cosmic Geek

Once upon a time I had two wonderful furry boys, Thor and Loki. Loki had a self-destructive habit of eating yarn/tinsel/ribbon/anything stringy and then swallowing it and then felt miserable and then threw it up. I really tried to hide these types of items, but he was a sneaky, burrowing, drawer/door opening kind of kitty — which is what you get when you name your cat after the Norse god of mischief and evil. Both boys died last year of kidney failure, with Loki having to be put out of his misery on my birthday. I miss them terribly.

So almost a year has gone by and I decide to go stash diving for making gift items. I find two hanks of a delicious alpaca blend in the perfect color for my project. I go to wind them up on my ball winder and I get this on the first one:

I fared a bit better on the second one.

The ends are definitely chewed off. This is not a result of poor yarn handling by the manufacturer. Loki has left his legacy of yarn chewing behind him. It’s rather annoying and will mean a lot of weaving in of ends if I choose to still use this yarn. But I still miss him so.