Lucy is pleased at the number of you who expressed a desire to spin her fur. There’s still time to enter the drawing — leave a comment on yesterday’s entry, and I’ll choose a recipient on Wednesday (October 1) afternoon.
Okay, that’s the major excitement in these parts. I’m knitting along on my Daily Sweater and dreaming about future Daily Sweaters with some more complex lace patterning in them. Hey, it could happen. Here is my Daily Sweater in its current state:
I am at the point where I get to divide the body from the sleeves.
In exciting workplace news, we are infested with a hoard of angry mice at the office. The sort of measure pictured below makes them angrier still:
These damned traps have been set up every 4 feet or so in my office by our building maintenance people and unfortunately we often find little victims in them. When the traps were first put down, I briefly considered triggering them all because I am opposed to inhumane traps, but two thing stopped me:
1. The maintenance people would keep resetting the traps, as they come around and check them pretty frequently.
2. Klutz that I am, I’d likely break a finger triggering a trap.
I guess it is a bit unrealistic of me to wish they’d use humane traps and then take the mice out of the city into the country to release them.
When I discovered a mouse corpse yesterday, a coworker suggested to me that if I were a good mommy, I’d bring it home to Lucy. I responded that I didn’t want Lucy eating common city mice. If I am going to offer her mice, they will be organic country mice.
Not that I’m going to be offering her mice, alive or dead. Only stuffed toy ones. Sorry, Lucy.