And the results are . . .

When you bring your kitty home from the vet after major surgery, you expect her to spend at least a few hours being quiet and dopey, right? Not Pepper. I let her out of the carrier, and immediately she went staggering around the house, ensuring that her empire was still running according to her will.

"Don't let her play roughly or jump off things." they told me at the vet's. I figured the discomfort would prevent that. Either she feels NO discomfort, or she's a heckuva lot tougher than I am. (When I had MY hysterectomy, I felt damn proud to walk up the flight of stairs to my house without whimpering or weeping. ) Trying to catch her before she jumps causes more difficulty than it might solve, because she fights her way out of my clutches and jumps anyway. I suppose I could keep her in her carrier for the next three days. Yes, that's bloody likely. Her stitches look good with no reddness around them, so I will just keep my fingers crossed and hope for the best.


As for the knitting, it's an experiment in lazy increase and decrease that hasn't turned out as well as I might wish, but has been educational.

Four stitch markers. K2tog after each one in circular knitting. I keep forgetting that although garter stitch is square, stockinette is rectangular. I am pleased with the swirl, but dissatisfied by the way the decreases come to a point.





Sweater? Nah - we don' need no estinkin' sweaters. We are making hats for the homeless. You could stash a lunch in this one.











And for your daily dose of kitten, Here is Ben, again lounging in his favorite spot - the fruit bowl. Plums are scattered all over the rug. Cat is contentedly curled in bowl. How could you be cross with that little face?