The saddest craft book ever

  
Has it really been only four years since the book Knit Your Own Cat came out? I got my hands on a copy as soon as I could. After all, I had Slinky, the world’s most wonderful Devon Rex. And, the book has a pattern for a Devon Rex, made with boucle yarn to capture that lamby look.

  
(For the record, other breeds include Abyssinian, Bengal, Black Cat, Black & White, British Shorthair, Burmese, Kitten, Maine Coon, Orange, Persian, Ragdoll, Siamese, Tabby, Tortoiseshell and Turkish Van.)

I won’t lie, all of the cats are adorable. And, while the knitted Devon pattern is particularly totes adorbs, it’s no real life Slinky. Despite the best of intentions. I never made a black-and-white Devon.

  
Cut to February of 2014. My Slinkalina — other nicknames included Slinkster, Schmoozalina and Furry McPurry — started out on the path to renal failure. (She’d already been prone to mammary tumors having spent her early years as a breeding animal.) She spent a spendy five days with the vet, but I got another nearly four months with her. That spring I was as lazy as a girl could be, doing little else in my free time than just sitting with my curly girl. I have no regrets about that time with her!

 

Slinky after one of her surgeries
 
In May of that year, Slinky took seriously ill again. By mid June she was gone. Just few weeks before I had to say goodbye to her, I met Morgan. More than once I’ve said that I lost my cat, but found a unicorn.

There are no cats on the horizon. Unicorns, I’ve learned, are allergic and even I’ve been able to back off from so much allergy and asthma medicine. And, I don’t know that I’ll ever knit a Devon Rex. Or Maine Coon or Persian or any other kind of cat. I will, however, continue to miss Slinky every single day and continue to lover her and wish I could smell that soft, little head just one more time.

I think Knit your Own Cat is a great book. And, I hope that it will find it’s way into the hands of a Devon Rex owner. That would be great. But, animal lovers tend to be good people, so I’ll not get hung up on details. However, the title is also tied to one particular cat, not a love of cats in general.

 

Yes, she was that spoiled.
 
I also unearthed Kitty Knits. I have to admit, there are some really cute patterns in there for hats and scarves and cat toys and fuzzy slippers. I don’t know if I’m ready to part with that one just yet. I meant, the felted cat door stop would be great in a lime green or orange yarn. Because that title, while purchased when I had a cat, still isn’t tied to Slinky. This one just might stay.

So, this was less about a book and more about Slinky. But I think it kind of had to be. I sure do miss my kitten-kitten.

  

Short days, short posts

Back from a weekend in Port Townsend. Morgan and I wanted to check out the Wheel In drive-in for their last weekend of the season. We had a great time. Unfortunately, the “sleeping bag of sleep,” knocked me out. I made it through most of the the 1940s The Wolfman. I was in and out for all of The Earth vs. the Flying Saucers. And, we left before Halloween started. I don’t think I could have handled that one.

I love how eager Morgan is to support the drive-in. Now one of our “if we won the lottery” daydreams is to say we’d buy it and run it.
I really dig Port Townsend and think I could live there and make art and whatnot. Funny how one’s needs and priorities change as one gets older and finds the right person for settling down. (whatever settling down means)

I brought enough craft activities to have been locked in for a week. What did I do? I read. I did a little knitting, but way more looking at knitting patterns. I think I need to put my third poncho to the side and make use of the yummy cashmere blend yarn I bought in San Francisco last year.

On the bright side, I did finish my first journal made from The Crazy Cat Lady board game.

  
 My goal is to make at least one, if not two, more journals before the Winter market at Crossroads this weekend.
But, tonight is for hanging out with Morgan. His classes keep him plenty busy, so weekends have been given extra focus! It’s unicorn time!