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Science Cat is Scientific
I have similar experiences to this article with Mr Socks: http://gizmodo.com/your-cat-can-grasp-some-basic-laws-of-physics-1782125637.
When he's playing by knocking objects off shelves, tables and the piano, if you catch the falling object before it hits the ground, he waits. His ears are pricked and he sits there waiting for the noise of the object hitting the ground instead of going straight on to his next target.
When he's playing by knocking objects off shelves, tables and the piano, if you catch the falling object before it hits the ground, he waits. His ears are pricked and he sits there waiting for the noise of the object hitting the ground instead of going straight on to his next target.
Shawl (finally done)
I hate the final stages of knitting: blocking, pressing, sewing seams, weaving in ends. Which is why, although I finished knitting the shawl the weekend before last, I've only just finished it. I've put on soothing music, woven in all eight loose ends, gently washed the shawl, squished the surplus wet out in a towel, and pinned it out to dry:
I did have some help:
The shawl was almost dry by the time I'd pinned it out, so I don't think--beyond a wet bum--there's much of a problem. He moved as soon as I started making lunch.
So, credits for this piece of work:
I did have some help:
The shawl was almost dry by the time I'd pinned it out, so I don't think--beyond a wet bum--there's much of a problem. He moved as soon as I started making lunch.
So, credits for this piece of work:
- Pattern from The Knitter magazine, issue 91
- Yarn from John Lewis
- Crystal beads from Bluestreak Beads
- Tiny beads from Hobbycraft
- Eucalan from The Sheep Shop (possibly blocking pins, too)
- Music from Annie Dressner, Strangers Who Knew Each Other's Names
There's no accounting for cats
Mr Socks has spent the last few weeks looking up longingly at my lap, which was almost inevitably occupied by Little. I've made sure he's got his share of my attention, when Little decamped to M or Looby Loo.
Now, of course, he's avoiding me and Mr Oswald--the non-lap cat--has happily curled up on me.
Now, of course, he's avoiding me and Mr Oswald--the non-lap cat--has happily curled up on me.