You know how all knitting blogs eventually talk about their cat? Well, here you go.
Last night I had almost finished the first glove. There was a small child emergency, so we had to go upstairs and take a bath with one edging lace repeat left to go. Child put to bed, I come back downstairs to find... a ball of wool, no knitting attached.
Then I go into the kitchen, where I find... a size 0 circular needle, no knitting attached. Now I'm really worried.
Finally, I go down into the basement, where I find half a glove and a long tangle of yarn.
We were very close to having one less cat. The only thing that saved their furry little lives is that I don't know which one did it, and two of the three were acting totally squirrily. Probably one bit off the wool and the other dragged it around the house. Bad, bad cats.
Um, I mean, yay! I get to knit more without having to pay more for wool! Yippee!
(Well, I thought it was worth a try.)