Not mine, not anything to be scared about.
hair all over
In Jan 2019, on my way back from Sweden, I purchased a lovely reindeer hide which has been cushioning one of the dining room chairs for the last several months when it hasn’t been keeping me warm and comfortable while stitching.
warmth and padding
Unfortunately, Miriam’s cat likes to “pluck” things with fur/hair. He has gone after one of my sheepskins a couple of times. The most recent of which was last night when I woke to find a cat on my bed attempting to divest me of said sheepskin. He was alternating between trying to dig under the covers and hooking his claws into the edge. I am not sure where he was taking it – but it was a significant effort on his part. I found one tuft on the floor in the hall – so I guess he won one of the rounds.
George informed me this morning that the cat had been busy while we were gone. This is the heap of hair he managed to pull out of the hide between Thursday afternoon and this morning.
clump the size of two fists
Shall we just leave it with – I am NOT pleased.
He is permanently banned from our bedroom and I will be adding the back room to the list. Since it is the room in which he can look out at the windows at trees, birds, and squirrels – he loses more than I.
There is no baseball today. I don’t appreciate American Football – all I can think of is the risk of long term head injuries.
So it is back to my cross-stitch. This is a lovely time of year – Halloween all over
