Yesterday, while Seven helped me pick fabrics for some sewing…

… and Sunny minded her own business, sleeping in my closet…

… Skid took matters into her own paws. She likes to burrow under things, and likes to sleep on the loft bed.

Put two and two together, and you have a ripped sheet and a happy cat.

Me, not so happy.

Luckily, there was brownie mix.

And knitting.

Lizard ridge blanket is out again. What’s on the sofa is the second to-be-felted slipper on the needles.