By Mousie, chronicler of family stuff.
Good morning friends. I have decided to share some of Grammy's knitting with you. She's been busy over the years with her needlework. She sells some and donates or gives away much more.
Now you know Grammy is ANCIENT and I mean really, really old. So old that she's crochety. *giggles* Speaking of crochety... she crocheted a gazillion years ago but gave it up after developing arthritis in her thumb. I'll show you her last crochet project in our slideshow ... a grey shawl made for a friend.
That is when she switched back to knitting which she hadn't done in years. Oh, through those busy career years she'd pick up her needles and work on a project once in a while ... but months might go by between start and finish of a knitting project.
Then one day a friend saw a sweater pattern and that triggered her urge to knit again. She picked up her knitting needles and hasn't put them down for more than a day or two at a time over the past 10 or so years. She has made hats, scarves, a few pullover sweaters, and sweater coats, dog sweaters, a tea and bodum coffee cozies, a few lap blankets for the elderly. Seldom a day goes by when she doesn't work on something. In fact, over the past week she has finished two items, one we'll show (a white v-neck pullover) and the other (a shawl) must wait until the recipient gets it in late March. We don't want to spoil the surprise.
When Grammy learned that she could do volunteer knitting for a hospital she was thrilled. Chemo hats for the adult Cancer Ward and Preemie Gowns for the NICU. These are the projects she chose to make because they are small and could be done while travelling on public transit. She keeps the more challenging patterns to work on at home after she's worn us out. For some reason she doesn't like us helping her. Can you believe it? Why, you ask? Well...
Sweetie is quite adept at cutting the yarn with her teeth, running off with the crochet hooks used to fix a dropped stitch, and chewing knitting needles. I like to disturb Grammy and lick her hair to distract her while mummy Whiskers steals into her lap and shares her fur with whatever item Grammy's knitting. She's so unselfish that way. *giggles*
While the boys aren't into knitting, Etude does like to team up with Sweetie and steal knitting needles, play with knitting markers and toss whatever he can reach onto the floor. He is a mischief. Rondo, on the other hand ignores the knitting, sits on the arm of the chair and meows for more food. He can be quite persistent and annoying, let me tell you.
Well, there isn't much more to say so I'll just post the slideshow with a sampling of her projects. Boring, I know, but it keeps the old girl out of mischief. Good thing too since that's our job.
You can see many of her projects on her Facebook page but we'll share a smattering here in a slideshow. Hope we don't bore you.
Comments are welcomed. Keep it fun.
by Sweetie, reporter of mischief and mayhem and tattletale.
Good morning, Friends.
Well, do I have a tale to tell! Yes, I do.
Grammy has been scratching her head lately. No, she doesn't have bugs. She's puzzled. She doesn't understand how after washing clothes and hanging them on the mobile rack to dry they end up with smatterings of fur on them.... and especially on the navy tees she wears as a volunteer at the hospital. As you know fur really shows on navy. Especially white or pale grey fur. Well, so does the black and brown but those whites and pale greys are very noticeable. Yes they are! Not only that but there's another puzzler. Grammy noticed the latch that secures the rack from collapsing has been bent close to breaking point. How can this be?
Well, the other evening the old dear was stretched out on the sofa resting her aching self watching television when she heard a scrambling sound. She looked around. Nothing! Then she looked up! There about 3 feet above eye level was MOUSIE, our timid wee Mousie had climbed to the top of the drying rack. She was balanced on the rods like a monkey on a branch. Where? Right in the middle of Grammy's navy tee. Yes, can you believe it? Can you? Let me tell you, you can. I've seen her do this a couple of times. *giggles* What a little monkey! Yes, Mousie is the Monkey!
Well, Grammy shouldn't be surprised because she's caught Mousie in various places she has no business being.... like on the window ledges when the windows are opened wide and at the top of the screen of the balcony door. What's she doing up there, you ask? I'll tell you! Chasing flit-flies, no less. You know... those little beasties that are attracted to light on a summer's eve. I tried that once and tore a couple of holes in the screening. Grammy was not amused but we all were delighted. Now those wee beasties could get inside and we could ALL chase them around the condo. Such fun!
Of course, the other reason Grammy was not amused by my antics was this. I'm not a feather-weight like our wee Mousie. She leaps straight up, grips with her needle-like claws to the mesh and hones in on the little flittery beasts in hopes one day she'll catch them. I imagine if she had a prehensile tail she'd be swinging from the blinds in attempts to attain her target beasties - aka - protein 1 milicalorie at a time. But Grammy put an end to that fun game after she caught me. I guess I'm too heavy for the screening. She had to dispose of the beasties and then mend the screen. She can be such a spoil sport. But then, I guess we understand. Don't like it, but do get it. It was a brand new screen installed only days before. Ooops!
Mousie thinks nothing of racing to the top of the kitty condo and perching there like Snoopy in vulture mode. Now, I must say I can climb too. I love the kitty condo for that but even better is (and don't tell Grammy how I do it) to race across the livingroom floor, leap to the back of the arm chair then springboard to the top of the book case. I loved to hide in Grammy's knitting basket and scare her. She'd search for me everywhere and think somehow I had gotten out and then panic and hyperventilate. Oh, it was so much fun to watch her. *giggles* But there I'd be crouched above her eye level on the bookcase hidden in plain sight. If only she'd look up she'd see my ears peeking over the edge of the basket. Such a fun game that was.
You might ask why is the knitting basket kept up there! Why, of course, to keep us from destroying it. *giggles*
Grammy quickly put an end to that unfortunately. The spoilsport bought plastic bins, filled them with her stash of yarns and claimed the space between bookcases and ceiling with those self-same bins. Party-Pooper, Grammy!
Well, I guess we'll have to put our heads together and find new mischief for tormenting Grammy. Never a dull moment around Mischief and Mayhem Central. Oh no! I guess that means both Mousie AND I are the monkeys. Oops! Open mouth change paws.
by Rondo, frustrated blogger
Good morning, dear friends.
As you can see if you read my post yesterday on Facebook Grammy made a fibber out of me. NO BLOG WAS POSTED! No it wasn't. The old girl gallivanted all afternoon and came home 'tired'. After feeding us she sat down and tuned out our pleas to take dictation. Not only that, when she did tune in again she ignored us and NOW she's saying she doesn't have time all week to help us with our blog. So here we are posting a very short one - THAT WILL TAKE HOURS TO TYPE - as we have terrible typing skills and our paws are too big for the keyboard.
Mousie has the smallest paws so she's been conscripted to do the keyboarding. I must say she's doing her best to fix mistakes as she goes but please excuse any typos.
Let's keep this short. We don't want to hurt Mousie's wee digits. So, back to the delinquent Grammy (Mousie interjects - "Don't call Grammy that! She's busy looking after us! She's not delinquent!) Grammy has a busy week ahead so we may not be on Facebook or Messenger as often as we'd like but Mousie will try to post our Thursday and Friday posts. If you are starved for Mischief and Mayhem may we suggest you check out some Youtube videos or our previous blogs.
Our very first and second - Moth Day and About US and there are many more... including Whiskers' adventure to Austria in the Category Austria. And if you still haven't had enough of us you could rewatch our video slide shows.
Our early years - https://youtu.be/_pwLimmkVIo
or you can Toodle around our city with Grammy - https://youtu.be/g-172LP7h60
Well, friends. That's all Mousie's wee paws can do today. Hopefully we can spare her next week and get our Grammy in gear to take dictation. Meantime, have a wonderful week and know that we love you....
Oh, and don't forget! It's Valentine's Day Friday! Send your favourite sweetheart love and kisses.
by Mousie, chronicler of mischief and mayhem
Good morning, friends.
I'm a little bemused and dismayed. We just the results of my latest bloodwork. Bemused because Dr. Whitecoat just called to tell us nothing showed up in the bloodwork. BUT, because I've been throwing up a small amount of bile in the mornings despite Grammy making sure we eat after midnight. This is upsetting to both the vettie and Grammy.
So, I'm dismayed because for the next three days I have to have oral meds to settle the tummy. This is a two person job and if that doesn't work then Grammy has to stick me with needles for an additional three days. Grammy says it is a two person task because I am a wriggly little 'monkey' when it comes to taking medications. I agree. I am a wriggly little monkey but that's 'cause I don't like medicine. So there, Grammy! BUT forget me. I have lots to tell you about the sibs and mummy.
Grammy ordered Mummy Whiskers a new marshmallow bed. I can attest to you that it is extremely comfortable. Now, we all have tried the bed out and while we know it was purchased with Whiskers in mind, she's been kind enough to let us give it a test run. Since then though, mummy decided it should be ours (hers and mine) exclusively. I'm quite happy about that. *giggles*
When Grammy checked our room she was so pleased to find mummy curled up in her marshmallow doughnut sleeping soundly. It was the first time in weeks that she totally relaxed, so much so that she didn't stir when Grammy got out the camera and took photos. Great choice, Grammy. Good on ya!
The other item Grammy purchased at the same time was a fishy for us. The company was quite generous and sent two since our parcel would be delayed in shipping. We thought that was very sweet of them.
Now here's the thing about these fishies. They are pretty big, in fact bigger than a catnip banana and almost as big as me. Our usually intrepid Sweetie was a little put off by it as you'll see in the video collage posted at the bottom of this blog.
Quite surprisingly, Rondo likes it though he isn't as active as Grammy would like. He reassured Sweetie that it was safe to play with but she is a little skeptical. She doesn't trust those boys completely, and who can blame her. They regularly entice her to snuggle with them and then pounce on her and bite her neck. Nasty little twerps that they are. Oh, don't get me wrong. We still love them BUT they can be sweet and cuddly and absolutely adorable for ages. And just when we let our guard down suddenly they snap and whichever of us is closest, Mummy, Sweetie or little darling me, get the bitey treatment. And it hurts.
So, back to the fishies. They flip and flop around on the floor enticing the boys to play. At least that was the idea. Grammy opened the packages and there inside was a USB cable and inside the velcroed belly of the fish is a device that when charged and turned on will act like a fish newly pulled from the lake. FLIP, FLOP, FLUTTER. It is very funny.
Oh while I remember, if you order one, you need to be able to plug it into a USB port either on the computer or with an adapter for the wall plug. The wall adapter does NOT come with it. The good news is the android adapter for cellphones and apple adapter for the iPad will charge them. A red light comes on while in charging mode and shuts off when fully charged. Both fish charged quickly and have lasted a more than 4 days.
Also, there's an internal on/off switch so you can turn it off if the flipping and flopping is too scary for kitties or while they adjust to the action. Leave it off over night unless you don't mind us playing with it at three in the morning. It isn't loud but can be disturbing to sleepy humans or startling to sleepy kitties if accidentally kicked by a dopey Grammy.
So, the fishies are a hit with Rondo, a curiosity for Etude, ignored by Whiskers and me and to be wary of according to Sweetie. I think after watching the ads of kitties going wild with the fishies that our family is weird.
Well, that's all for today, friends... except THIS VIDEO Grammy put together for you. Enjoy.
Your wee Gentle Mousie signing off.
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