In which we are failures...

Look at this sweet face. Who would believe that this innocent little creature who can't weigh more than a couple of pounds could turn the whole household upside down.

Little Olive is really a sweetie, and I'm sure that Cooper and Tara would accept her, eventually, but Emma is another story. Emma decided that Olive would be HER baby, and that no one else could go near the cage. Emma turned on Tara and Cooper, and at various points was snarling warnings and raising her hackles at them. When Emma attacked Cooper's haunches and had Tara by the neck, we decided this was not going to work. Olive went back to my niece.

Touching good-bye scene? I think not. While the humans were fighting back tears, the dogs just had their eyes on the prize...

New Arrivals

Lookie what arrived in the mail today!
I won this cute zipper bag from Chan's Big Blessed Bash. Isn't it adorable? It was made by Piddleloop and it's the perfect size to hold some knitting notions to keep them from getting tangled up in my project bags. Much classier than my usual ziploc bag, too. Thanks Chan!

Speaking of knitting, I finished a couple of projects this week, but can't post them here yet. Soon, so keep watching...

Now for the newest resident of Britknitterville. It's not a Brittany. It's not even a dog. It's a cat, but not just any cat. Remember little Olive who wandered into our garage a few months ago? My niece Jen took her as a temporary measure. She has been socializing Olive, took her to the vet for shots & spaying, and has been trying to find her a loving home. No luck yet. Since Jen already has something like a bazillion cats, and has lots of company coming this week for Thanksgiving, she can't keep Olive any longer. So, Jen lent us a huge cat cage, and Olive is settling in nicely.
The plan is for Olive to patiently wait in the cage while the dogs get used to her. Eventually the dogs will grow to love their new little sister, and Olive will be able to leave the cage and everyone will enjoy a long and happy life together.

It's only been three hours, but I think it's going well. Cooper is barking incessantly, Tara is howling like a beagle, and Emma just stands "on point", trembling and licking her lips while staring at Olive. How much longer can this go on? I've got to go and look for any Percoset left over from my back surgery.

Anybody want a kitty?

Little Miss Green Eyes

A week or so ago, this little creature showed up in the garage.

The garage! That's Joseph's domain! He rarely allows Joanie, Lizzie or Tigger in the garage - those three cats make their home in the chicken coop because King Joseph is usually very territorial. Tigger will sometimes venture into the garage, but as soon as Joey shows up, Tigger beats it out of there like a bat out of hell. That's why we were so surprised to see this little one in the garage.

Anyway, she's been eating (Joseph's!) cat food, and some kitten food that mom's cat Bessie didn't like. Oh, and milk. Warm milk. Warm milk with a shot of Carnation Fat Free French Vanilla Creamer, thank-you-very-much. She's got a soulful meow, and you can tell she wants desperately to be loved, but she's very skittish. My sister tried putting food and toys in a trap, but that kitty is too smart to fall for that old trick. She will play with cat toys, and lets people get really close, but not close enough to grab her. That is, no ordinary person can get close enough, so we called The Cat Whisperer, a.k.a. my niece Jen. She has rescued countless cats and found homes for them. She's like a snake charmer when it comes to stray cats. Jen came over and just reached down and scooped up that sweet little kitty, and put her in a cat carrier.


I wish we could bring this little girl into the house, but my sister is horribly allergic to cats. Not to mention the fact that any newcomers would have to get past these three hooligans who hate cats with a white hot passion.

Jen has a great cat cage (that her two favorite aunts gave her for her birthday this year) and took the kitty home so she can socialize her. After all, Jen has 8 cats and 3 dogs, not to mention the sheep and horses and chickens and ducks and guinea fowl, so what is one more, right? We will pay to get the kitty vetted and spayed when she is old enough.

After that, this little girl will need a home. She's a pretty little thing with long hair and green eyes. Jen is calling her "Olive" because of her pretty green eyes.

Anybody want a kitty?