A Scarf, A Shrub, A Chicken
Hooray ... it's done. Finally, after I don't even want to think about how many months, the Irish Hiking Scarf is complete. Doesn't Mr. Lampshade make a lovely model? This is a shorter version than the original pattern. It's more of a "cross in the front, tuck in your cashmere coat" type scarf. The color and the yarn seemed to lend itself to something more elegant, as opposed to a sporty, wrap around your neck version. To recap, this was done in Louisa Harding's "Kashmir Aran" on US 8's. I *think* I used five balls and the finished scarf is 44".
Isn't this a lovely shrub? Look at the shiny green leaves. The abundance of those same leaves. Look at the price tag. Oops, can't see it? $29.99.
Look at the decimated shrub. Look at the spindly branches. Poor plant, little did it know it was to become a goat buffet. Elapsed time from pre to post goat - 45 minutes. Why don't I simply set my money on fire? Anybody have any brush they need cleared?
Today was cleaning day in the pen. Here are Stanton and Leland helping me clean their dog house. I had always thought that cats were the most curious animals on the planet. Let me assure you, they've got nothing on goats. EVERYTHING must be sniffed and inspected. Oh look, a leaf just blew in the pen - WHAT IS IT WHAT IS IT? CAN I EAT IT?
Speaking of which, I'd like to address a common myth surrounding goats. Contrary to popular belief, they will not eat EVERYTHING. Trust me. For example, they will not eat Triscuit crackers, Corn Nuts, apple fritters, dry roasted peanuts, pumpkins, raisins, apples, carrots, three different varieties of horse cookies, or parsley. However, they will eat the driest, deadest leaf they can possibly find. And my jeans. I wear tasty jeans.
And just because, here is Mr. Fuzzyfeet.