Manly/Beastly sweater progress.

There are 4 more inches to do on the body, before splitting off for the front and back, and before knitting the sleeves. I'm already worried that I don't have enough yarn to finish it. If there is a way out there to calculate the amount necessary for sleeves I've yet to find it.

Help!

*cough cough*

The big Bird with pink and purple feathers - the one that lives in the left side of my brain and not the panic stricken right side - has told me there might be more yarn in a bag somewhere in the stash. I'm off to try to find it!

I may just go ahead and order more of the color (AGAIN!) and then make DH a hat if there is extra. But, that yarn that matched last time could be not available, and this makes me very nervous.

Wolfie is recovering from having had three inoculations at one time. Yesterday he woke us up at 5 am fussing around, and then he screamed in pain when DH picked him up from the bed to move him out of the room. That woke me up! Last night he kept me awake ALL night.

He's drinking water throughout the day, and has been eating at night but not in the mornings. Today is the first time that he's even barked at the other dogs, something that is one of his Greater Joys in Life. So, we think that he's recovering BUT..

1. We will never ever let him have three shots in one session. He's not tiny but he's not all that big either. Jazzie had his shots in sessions. He was truly tiny but we should have known better.

2. A person has the expectation that the vet should have known better, frankly. We have a wonderful vet but it's incredible that she would have ordered three shots for Wolfie to be given in one visit.

3. We've promised him and ourselves that this mistake will never be repeated.

My wrist gets another look-in by the surgeon on Monday. Something is still wrong in there, and I'm hoping that they will be good enough to do an MRI this time. I have to spindle spin and wheel spin yarns after all, as well as all the other things in life that give it beauty and joy. Eh? The other problem is that the other hand is getting problems from picking up the slack, so to speak. There are lots worse things that can happen with hands but this is enough for me.

I'm casting on swatch for the scarf, and then after getting the gauge- about which the pattern maker was very keen - it should knit out pretty fast.

I went to get my sister yesterday, we had a little run to Ross's where she actually found a nice little pair of shoes. She's doing the best she can with what she deals with every day, and I am still proud of her courage.

She and I can both see that she is not going to stay level for any great length of time. It's still hard to believe that I am helping her rather than it being the other way around, which was what we both expected to be our futures.

So, we three are looking for ways to contain both her boredom and sad feelings of loss. A little bit of Shopping Therapy has to go a long ways now. Also, I know that she wants to sew things. She never was a knitter but she did sew things when she was younger. Now she has the time to do it. :O)

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Emily Dickinson

And I leave you with a little knitting.....