Rude Awakenings

I had a rude awakening this morning. I heard some strange noises and upon waking, I saw a blurry vision of a big pinkish blob on the floor (I am terribly myopic). After I put my glasses on, I realized to my HORROR, that it was my knitting. It turns out that sly Whitey Coyote had somehow opened my heavy nightstand drawer the 1 inch she needed in order to DRAG out the beautiful Italian mohair/silk yarn that I had purchased in Taipei. I think she had been plotting her mischief every since she saw me working on it yesterday evening. (I'm knitting a capelet of my own design as a gift for my godmother.) Needless to say it is no longer in a ball, as you can see in the photo. Furthermore, it was a little wet from the slober that cats tend to produce when they are excited. Eww! This yarn apparently makes Whitey Coyote ecstatic (and naughty!) Luckily, because I'm knitting on a circular needle, none of the stitches were lost. Now I must untangle mohair, which is no easy feat. I just hope that she didn't also felt some of the yarn with all her slober and rolling. booo hooo!