I just realized I forgot to post my June sweater.
It wasn’t supposed to be a maternity sweater, but I went a little nuts with the hip shaping, apparently. It’s even too loose for my fat ass (the pictures are forgiving. It actually looks baggier & more awkward in real life).
I also thought the same pattern would be cute much shorter, for a 50s look (I guess that’s where I was going with the July mini raglan, sans puff sleeves, because I had so little yarn):
Even if the bagginess didn’t bother me, it turns out the yarn does. It’s baby soft & totally passed the neck and face test, but my chest doesn’t like it. Maybe I’m a little sensitve to angora? From now on, I’m stuffing a ball of yarn down my shirt all day before I make any next to skin garments. So this will either go to my next friend to gets knocked up, or maybe I’ll do a raffle or something. I wouldn’t mind getting together a bunch of prizes and doing some raffles to raise money to fund a mobile rural neuter clinic once a year out here.
I’m so bummed by the vast numbers of squashed kittens in the road lately. Yesterday, I was driving Sugarfoot to the vet, and there was really fucking adorable blue-eyed siamese kitten dragging itself across the road. Poor little guy–I guess he must have just been hit. I picked him up and took him with me, but I don’t know whether they were able to fix him up. I thought maybe he wasn’t too bad off, because he wasn’t crying, he was sitting up, alert, just kind of chilling and checking it out with those blinky, unfocused kitten eyes. lt turns out it was worse than I thought when I scooped him up (I didn’t realize at the time, but he had a scary-looking are-those-his-guts? big open wound on his abdomen, oddly un-bloody, though, and his tongue and gums were nice and pink, so maybe not too much blood loss?)–but even if they couldn’t help him, at least he got a little love and didn’t end up repeatedly squooshed or slowly baking in the heat or eaten by buzzards, or bait to squash his mom or siblings as well. The cat situation is pretty awful out here. Spay/neuter has not caught on and there’s a very 1970s vibe about pet ownership. It’s weird, pet stuff that’s considered kind of uncouth and barbaric is pretty par for the course. Even the attentive, relatively responsible pet owners have no qualms about producing bushels of kittens and puppies, though there are clearly limitless unwanted pets. Anyway, so yeah, I’ve been thinking about trying to come up with something like SNAP on a once-a-year sort of scale. Ron said he wasn’t sure if people would do it even if it was free, so I thought maybe we could get Hill’s or someone to donate free bags of food as an incentive. I don’t know. But it’s worth a look.