This is why you should never spread patterns out, and then leave the room even for a second, even if you think the cat is safely outside!
Amazingly, this story has a happy ending.
I spread patterns out, went to put on the kettle. Cat saw an opportunity. Cat occupied patterns.
Cat fell asleep.
Cat slept, and slept, and slept, and slept, rolling over to show her tummy, and curling up, and stretching out, and yawning, and rolling over and sleeping more, all while I bit my nails and prayed.
Then cat woke up, chuckled evilly to herself, having caused just as much anxiety as if there had been real destruction, and went off to do other cat business.
The patterns are a bit rumpled, but fine.
How lucky! Cheeky little thing! My bird, Isambard Steamparakeet loves to eat all things paper, so I have to keep him away from my patterns. He sneaks towards them with a cheeky face. So far he has only bitten one tiny hole in one, although he also got a drop of strawberry juice on another one. Nothing major!
Fiss is so fluffy…and slightly naughty, how do they always know just where (not) to sleep?! 🙂
Conclusion: you have a lovely cat. Seriously too cute!
lol!! Oh gosh, that could’ve ended very differently! Luckily, Felicity’s a dream-cat. 😉
Miss Fiss, you evil, evil cat!
She was clearly playing a cat game. Possibly offside, or a variation on wet concrete… the complexities of cat games are too much for the human brain to process. You have to be Terry Pratchett to get at least an inkling.
More pictures for “Sewing With A Cat”? (although I think the examining-the-spool pic is still the best one!)
Love this post! 🙂
How could anyone get angry at such cuteness??
It’s so funny how cats like to snuggle up in the strangest of places…just because they can 😉
My cat Pumpkin, after years of ignoring me while I sewed, has decided the best thing to do is to sit in my lap while I sew. Of course, that makes it difficult to get up and press anything, or move to the serger. He prefers it if I sit in one spot and sew. And not reach to get another spool, or the scissors, or move at all.
How helpful of her to keep your pattern safe from blowing away while you were gone. I have a couple of very helpful felines, as well. If I have to leave the room, I place an opened jar of Vicks Vap-o-Rub in the middle of my schtuff. They both loathe the smell of camphor and menthol.
Awww, but she’s so cute.
Eeeee I can’t handle the cute of fluffly rolling sleepy cat!
And you know the great thing about this? Is that you didn’t come in and instantly freak out at her, but appreciated the moment enough to capture its beauty. I think that’s lovely.
True! 🙂