Everything is better with a kitty

Here's the baby blanket I have been knitting for Teresa. On pound of cotton done in 10 stitch basket weave with seed stitch borders. Not a bad picture, even if I do say so myself. And a nice ever-so-easy blankie. That cotton is sooo soft and squnchy. Squnchy is a good feeling for a blankie.

Of course, since I was fiddling around in the backyard, Mr. Fly had to come and supervise - and critique. "No one wants to see how much yarn is left, Mom. Hide that ball of yarn. And you need something to give the picture a sense of perspective. Something elegant and sophisticated. Ah, I know! This shot needs a black velvet tuxedo. I just happen to be wearing one. Here - I'll model it for you. Note how closely it fits? Neither too snug, not too baggy, perfectly comfortable, and always, always in the best of taste."

I might want a black velvet tuxedo of my own, but I've seen how much trouble it is to keep clean. I'll stick with my saggy pink skin, thank you.