Susan Spess Shay

Still playing make believe.


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Kitty Snitting

Can you guess what I’m snitting (sitting and knitting) these days?

It’s a Christmas gift for DIL#1. Last Christmas. 🙂 I showed it to her on the big day and let her try it on. We decided it needed another foot of body before it’d be finished.

Now it’s about 8 feet long. 🙂 Oy.

It has four legs.

It has a tail.

Yes, it has several danglies that need to be woven in. (That’ll make it warmer.)

Did you guess a cat scarf? Ding! Ding! Ding! You’re right.

I saw a scarf similar to this on Pinterest (DIL might have posted it.)

and I thought, I need to knit that for my cat loving DIL. (She gives hers adorable names like Ralphy and Gozer.)

She loves cats so much, she gave hers a room of their own with a private exit to an outdoor room where they’re safe.

Okay, my scarf is a little wide, but DIL loves fat cats. And I hate ripping out and starting all over, so it’s going to be a fat cat. She can fold the poor kitty in half when she wears him. It’ll be warmer.

Now all I lack is a head. I’m hoping to give him green eyes. Oh! And maybe whiskers!!!


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Dog Has Kittens for Lunch

http://youtu.be/v0eDC6NFcho

I love this video, especially the last part. Is it nature that makes animals (and most humans) love babies? Or God?

I had a professor once who said, “Humans have no instincts.” He acted as if it were a fact, not just his opinion.

Of course, I had to take exception to his remark. (I never have been very good at keeping my mouth shut.) As a mother, I knew God put an instinct in me.

I never was a girl who played with dolls. And even as the #1 daughter, I didn’t mother my siblings. (Thank goodness Sister Debbie was there to handle that job.)

But when my babies were born, I adored them. When they were tiny, I couldn’t stand to have them away from me–even across the room. If my sister came, took my baby from my arms and moved to a different couch to hold him, I just naturally followed along, as if there was something that connected me to him.

There was (and still is!) something that ties us together.

Love. 🙂