>Please excuse me.
I’m trying not to swallow this
and while I realise that it looks like at least a kitten or two’s worth of fur, fear not, gentle reader… I’m not completely denuding the local feline population and I’m not taking up cat-hair spinning. Not yet anyway.
This represents the merest tiny fraction of the hair that has just been liberated from Oakley’s very elderly, difficult-to-groom and very fragile hide.
All appearances to the contrary:
and if you’ve ever had to cut matted hair off an arthritic pet that can’t properly groom itself anymore, you’ll understand why I think this is blog-worthy news.
Not that I drove 50 km each way to buy a pet grooming implement.
Jeanette and I actually headed that way for a session of recreational knitting with the other Purl’s Princesses [ and you thought that this was actually a knit-free post ? Ha! ]
but in the interests of your collective sanity, I’ll just settle for showing you the half metre of Japanese cat fabric that followed me home