Hello crafting peeps. There hasn't been a whole lot of crafting here.
I managed to finish a quick mandala doily from Sweet Sharna's pattern.
And today I had the urge to pull out my first project I started back when I got
into crochet and finish it properly. African flower shawl that I didn't join in the right way.
I saw Patchwork's African flower blanket on Instagram and thought I should take apart mine and try to join in the proper way.
However, I just was comparing the style of the flower and they are not
quite the same flower pattern. I may have to tweek my method to make these
into a hexagon shape in order to join them.
So since we had to put down my old cat down I have been looking for another
addition to our home. I love my two cats now but three has always been the
magic number of fur babies. We've had 2, usually briefly and 4 when one was
near their end but 3 just seems to keep a happy calm in the house.
We visited a local pet store that was having an adoption weekend with a local
organization that rescues cats. I spotted this guy and fell in love. Mind you we were
looking for another girl addition as we thought it would be better to get along with our
current male cat. But this face made me want to try to see if they would all
get along.
He apparently was found in rough shape, under weight, missing fur.
The organization didn't know if he would be good with other animals. She did
notice in the store he was hissing at the other cats but when they are on display
in the center of a store with people and dogs going by I guess he would be.
I put in my application and got him the next week. We kept him separated from
my other cats for at least 4 days. He loved affection and was super cuddly with me,
which is what I wanted and like to sleep beside me. He did like to bite a bit too much though.
I started holding him and carrying him around the house. He was very curious to explore
but as soon as he saw the other cats he would growl and hiss.
On the weekend with my hubby home he came out to explore the main level of the house.
The other cats ran downstairs. My female, who doesn't take S*&t held her own and
hissed back. My male, a former stray himself, is more timid and scoured away.
But sadly there was just too much hissing, growling and disruption in the
household to carry on. I was loosing sleep as he was in the room I sleep in.
I had to take him back to the store and it killed me to do so. I had to do what
was best to protect my other two cats who get along like brother and sister.
It was an emotional week.
I still believe the right fur baby is out there for us.
Happy Weekend all!!!
