I was feeding Scarlett, and she missed the mouse. Now, those who think they know everything would tell me "This is why you need feeding tongs." And they would be right. But the irony of this situation is that I have feeding tongs, and was using them. That crazy snake still managed to dive right past the mouse and get ahold of my finger. I didn't take her but a few seconds before she realized, "Hey, this doesn't taste like rodent" and let go, but those needle sharp teeth managed to draw blood.
Be that as it may, I've still had more blood drawn by fluffy little kittehs than by all of my nakeumses put together.
I got my hat washed and blocked today,
but that is all the knitting I've done. Or I should say, all the knitting related activity I've done, since I didn't actually knit anything.
I've gotten most of the Christmas decorations taken down, and the house looks just a little bit forlorn without them. I was putting them away, when I found these.
I made these in Sunday School.
when I was six years old. They hung on our Christmas tree every year, until I was grown. They had started to get a bit bedraggled, so I decided it was time to put them away. I've only gotten them out this once, so I could show you.
It's nice to have those little treasures from our childhood.