Scrappy sock one and Sad Tort Report.

Here it is, the beginner's experiment in Scrappy socks.  The dog wanted to get into the middle of  the Kitchener toe off, so I had some rather sharp words for him.   I have forgiven him but only just!  Please forgive the bad crumb laden table cloth picture.  The only place with natural light was the dining room.

Weather Report:  Rainbow today in the SLEET, yes, we got sleet...

It's raining and the wind is really gusting.  The weather doesn't allow for outside shots.  It's raining and the wind is whipping things around outside.

I'm really not happy about this sock but I will make another asap so the brain doesn't forget how some of it was done.  I tried to"gussy" it up with two yarns knit into patterns in one place but it came out as half a black line.  It's time to go drool over the thrifty knitters socks in Ravelry.   (edited to add a much better picture.)  The gussets are awful because of the type of yarn.  It was thin and spindly.  Gah!

That's the knitting report.


The tort report:

We did lose a baby.  He died last week.  He had stopped eating very well, and his shell got so thin that just picking him up caused an unintentional and grievous injury - one that he could not recover from.  It was Mosquito, who has been a problem for some time.   He was the most special to me for various reasons, and he was not thriving.  Milagro and Dusty were almost three times his size, even though they all started out nearly the same weight.  Button spent a lot longer outside on his own than the three original foundlings.

Mosquito lost ground steadily over time, and he became Button's "room mate" so that he wouldn't have to compete with the bigger sibs.  Button is doing better but I can tell he is searching for his sibling.  We buried Mosquito under the rose bush, wrapped in some flowered calico for his journey.

Travel in Peace, tiny fellow.