Here are some updates:
Six feet later: Erika suggested I give a rating for recent gross posts. This update is rated I for icky. Is that how you spell it? Icky? Ikky? No matter how you spell it it's pretty gross. An update to recent news that four running shoe clad feet have washed up on our British Columbian shores in 11 months. This week there have been two more – six feet in under a year, five of them from the right side of its human body. Actually one was a hoax – an animal paw stuffed into a sock held in place with seaweed. I'm willing to bet there was some teenage brain power behind that one. Still, come on you guys from the random incident camp. It does not seem possible that these are random events. Five real feet and counting…let's talk relentless creepiness.
Displaced Grace: The new love seats have arrived in all their cherry red splendor, only problem is that Gracee has been displaced. She desperately wants to attempt a leap onto the seat, but I have not been encouraging. She looks at me and talks Scottie.
Grace never knew Scottie language until she heard this video and it opened up for her a whole new world of communication. When she wants something she speaks in her best MacKenzian accent rapidly shifting her weight from right paw to left and back again. I suggested to Chuck that we buy her a doggy bed and in his best practical Minnesota farm boy voice, he said "Why? She has carpet to lie on." Can't you hear it? Mind you, this is the same husband, who replied when I suggested our 40 year old bath tub might need replacing, "It still holds water, doesn't it?"
Knitting: How about that? It's a knitting blog lest I forget. Ucckhhh. You know what I mean by that sound? That's the sound of having picked up 672 stitches from around the edge of Print O the Wave and having a different stitch count with the completion of each round.
Life's a Stitch 
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