Sweater knitting and blogging are not exactly a match made in heaven. It goes something like this....
Post 1: Oh! Here is the neck cast one (my latest, Daelyn, is a top-down raglan, which if you happen to have followed this blog for awhile--and are a knitter, because if you aren't a knitter, why would this top-down stuff matter?, right?--you might remember I swore to never knit another raglan because they never look right on me...).
Post 2: Finally!! Separated for the sleeves. Oh Look!!
Post 3: Endless body, body, body pictures. AND at long last, the bottom ribbing is DONE!!!
Post 4: Sleeves.
Well, I've skipped Posts 1-3. I'm to the sleeves. Photo worthy, don't you think? I've even tried it on and it's not as awful as most raglans are on me. I've made this one tremendously oversized, and plan to cozy up in it all winter long with jeans. It's not for the fashionistas. (Let's face it, I'm not trying to please the fashion-forward group---I'm more the old-hippie type. This sweater is pretty perfect for that.)
So, I get the sweater laid out....partially knit sleeves front and center, reach for my camera, and this is what I get...
Freddy......he was sleeping on the other side of the house a minute ago....and we think he's deaf as a doornail. I've mentioned this incredible ability he has to sniff out a photo shoot. How does he do it?
He actually likes cookies better than the camera, so I dropped a pile of them on the other side of the kitchen and he immediately came to devour them.
I covered the cookie jar, fluffed the sweater so it didn't have a Freddy-butt dent in it, turned to grab my camera, and ....
H-e w-a-s b-a-c-k.
So, Freddy and I would like you to see the sweater sleeves...and while we're at it, you can also see the pilot cap I knit when I thought it would be nice to talk about something other than the endless sweater knitting.
He put it between his paws himself. And appears pretty proud of his staging effort. And, he let me know as soon as I clicked the shutter that we were done because he started grooming and rolling and doing unmentionable doggie things.
I've lost control of this blog.
He's already written his post for tomorrow.