I moved the sweater I was blocking this weekend up onto my cutting table so that my arthritic kitty couldn’t get to it, after I caught her making herself at home on the wet wool. The next time I walked by, I was treated to this:

Who, me?

Thankfully, no yarn was (irreparably) harmed by their shenanigans. I did have to pull a couple of stitches back into proper place, but the sweater is fine.

Good things these gals are cute! (modeled shots of the sweater coming soon!)