My awesome friend Queta was so taken with McGee when they met that she rushed home and started knitting her a sweater.
We had a formal fitting yesterday before the sweater was finished. You should have seen us trying to convince her that these three needles (OF DOOM!) would fit over her head and stretch down her body in a way that would not kill her in any way! (She wasn't buying it. I chalked it up to socialization.)
Her ears can NOT decide what they want to do. Flop down? Prick up? Today, her left ear is standing fully at attention and her right ear is nearly flat against her head. It's pretty adorable.
Hopefully the sweater will cure her of her sometimes-morning-potty-strike in the cold pre-dawn air.
We had a formal fitting yesterday before the sweater was finished. You should have seen us trying to convince her that these three needles (OF DOOM!) would fit over her head and stretch down her body in a way that would not kill her in any way! (She wasn't buying it. I chalked it up to socialization.)
Her ears can NOT decide what they want to do. Flop down? Prick up? Today, her left ear is standing fully at attention and her right ear is nearly flat against her head. It's pretty adorable.
Hopefully the sweater will cure her of her sometimes-morning-potty-strike in the cold pre-dawn air.