How Much Is That Doggie...?

How much is the doggie worth indeed? Not much, if you go by his 'family' who kindly dumped him off at the animal shelter yesterday, without the slightest qualm. The poor dog was quivering and wimpering as if sensing what awaited him, whilst the owners just turned heel and left. Oh, but did manage to utter a witty 'Au revoir, le chien' as they did so. How drole. And the reason for this special treatment of Man's Best Friend? "He sometimes cries in his sleep". I don't know what made me cry more - the poor dog's distress - or the base behaviour of certain humans. I am sure that this lovely animal will soon be adopted by people worthy of being a pet-owner; not sure if anything could save the original owners from their rot...

Crochet Away...

Still rows and rows of hexagones to crochet, but the work is slowly taking form. 'Slowly' is indeed, very definitely, the operative word here. I have been busy with this for over a year and a half, but as I no longer travel by tram, or indeed travel anywhere for that matter, I have lost quite a lot of valuable crochet time.

This will eventually be a rather large wall-hanging yet for most of its existence so far, it has been a growing bundled mass that resides on the bed, generally used as a sleeping area for one of the cats. Not sure what it is about wool - even in its most synthetic form - it just draws in the felines! She is in no hurry for this to be completed and hung on the wall! But just guess who really doesn't like having her photo taken, with or without her woolly surroundings...

Sweets Violets... For 11th March

This morning I went looking for my favourite flowers - discrete little violets - to mark the date and fond memories of my sweet, mischievous feline friend. The years have passed, and with them the pain of his loss, so that all that remains now are those memories of a great deal of fun and companionship and of course the sweet violets that appear each year to ensure I don't forget him in any way... As if that were possible!