
Really, though, it's not bad at all. Other than some horrible felted tangles in a couple balls of the Cashmerino Aran (grrrr), which Betsy was kind enough to help me untangle when she was visiting me, and the time when I was knitting from one end of the yarn and my black cat Inky was eating the other end. I had to pull about 5 inches of slimy yarn out of his mouth. . .

Inky dreaming of delicious yarn?!?
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