My sisters-in-law have an etsy shop with the most adorable hats for babies. They crochet all the live long day. So late one night I decided it was high time I developed at least one worth while crafting skill. Chantell proved to be up for the challenge and soon I was yarning over and around and all over town. Unfortunately, we decided to start this lesson at 11:27 PM so we had to call it quits before I got very far. I looked down at my little creation and thought the only thing it would maybe pass for was a yarmulke (ya-meh-ka) and right then the cat sauntered in.
Eureka! An unwilling and terrible model. We have a mutual agreement to ignore one another. She reneges on that promise far more often than I do, so I felt she owed me this one minor indulgence.
I placed my masterpiece on her head and stepped back to take it all in. Clearly, she felt as pretty as can be because she sat there turning her head from side to side, modeling for us as we showered her in oohs and aahs.
Oh Cat, you're alright. Sorry your family never gave you a name.