My knitting mojo has been off lately. I blame it fully on the 13 inches of moss stitch I had to rip - basically, half the back of a Minimalist Cardigan. I am slowly working my way back to 13 inches (after recalibrating because of gauge issues) but it isn't exactly rivoting knitting. And I am trying to stick to one project in order to finish things more quickly, but goodness, it sure is boring!
Luckily, there are some new bright spots, including a new man in my life! 
Meet Zeby. He is a three month old Pembroke Welsh Corgi. P and I drove to Western Michigan to bring him home - and I did my best not to nibble on those ears for the two hour car trip home. We are house training him now, and he is doing remarkably well. Crate training is a wonderful thing! About 30 seconds after taking this picture the pup was asleep.
The cats are adjusting. Dulce has already re-established herself as top-of-the-food chain with several well aimed swipes. She will even go out of her way to intimidate him just for the pleasure of it. Nina is more horrified than anything else.
Back to the never-ending moss stitch!
Crap, now I feel like an ass for being like, "Oh, sure, it's fine, I'm sure
blocking will fix it" two weeks ago. Boo! What a bummer. I'm in love
with your pup, though! I'd love a dog myself, but I think I'm probably too
irresponsible.
YAY! A DOG!!!! Welcome to the club, Meg!
Awww, he's so cute!
I so would have nibble on those cute little ears. He is scrumptious:D
ARRARAGHARGH! I want to bite those ears! He's adorable . . . Corgis are
one of my favorite types of dog!
Gah! He's so edible! My head is about to explode from the cuteness. Corgis
faces are just the most adorable in the world. Congratulations! My pup is 8
months old now and she and the cat are fast friends, despite his general
horror of dogs.
I LOVE your Shimmer Socks. When will the pattern be available? I think they
would be the perfect socks for me to knit while on vacation.
Thanks.
Well one good thing is if that handsome little guy is the new man in your
life, than you won't ever have to worry about the typical womans petpeeve
of him leaving the toilet seat up.
Ha ha..........Sorry, I thought that was a rib tickler