Wow! a week without a post. I have been busy and out for most of the day on four days. Business sure cuts into knitting time.
Andrew loves bedsocks, all the grandchildren do. I'm not sure where that liking comes from. Perhaps one night every winter, I put socks on to keep feet warm in bed. They stay on an hour if they are lucky, before I take them off, usually without stirring much in my sleep.
A few days after they moved in, little Sascha, the Jack Russell terrier came to stay. She's now just on five months. She's very intelligent and very active. She was bored and started demolishing the backyard and the garden. So before we knew what had happened, Baxter the Boxer had joined her in the yard. He's nine weeks old, that's all. He's much bigger than she is already, just look at the size of those feet. He is going to be big. He looks very fierce here but it's all an act. He's a softie.
I don't know if it's because he's much younger, or if he is not as intelligent as Sascha, but he's a sook. He runs under the BBQ cover to take refuge from anything new. He might look fierce here, but he cries like a baby. Sascha jumps on him and he never sees it coming. She regularly upends him into their big water bowl. She tries to pull him around the yard by an ear or by his tail. He cries pitifully at this. She can't manage it, because just look at the size difference. I really hope they are watching physical development carefully, because Sacha is older than he is.
The photo was taken from my bedroom with some use of zoom.
In other news, I ordered some of the Melody from Bendigo, cashmere, merino and microfibre. It came today. Five balls of navy and six of forest green. 100 metres in each 50 gm ball which costs $4. I have lots of shawls waiting my attention. This stuff is lovely. Decisions, decisions.