This weekend Gracee graduated from the school of mouse hunting to hunting bigger things. She was begging to go outside and I knew she had just been out so I wasn’t inclined to give in to her pleas. I heard Mari’s b/f Mitch ask Bryant to take her out, but I was busy and didn’t interfere, thinking it couldn’t hurt. Was I wrong. Next thing I hear is Mitch’s ultra calm voice saying “There’s a big-ass bear out there and Gracee is barking at it.” Holy, I took one look at 20 lb Grace, barking into the face of a 300 plus pound bear and hysterically went inside not wanting to see white fur fly. It was a long minute before Mitch was calmly dragging in by the collar an unhappy, but all in one piece, Grace. That dog has no clue as to her size. Although I am grateful for his bravery, Mitch has no clue how dangerous a hungry bear can be:
Nadia was right when she called Marina an epic knit. I hope following this project isn’t as boring as reading the Illiad; it certainly isn’t a boring knit. Really, if you look at all the photos consecutively, there is progress:
Life's a Stitch 
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