Monday, June 11, 2012
Threaded House Guest
We went outside for the photo session to take advantage of all the lovely sunlight pouring down from above. I did a great job of ignoring the building heat and humidity. The heat index is supposed to hit 105F later today. That's summer in Texas!
As part of our spinning lessons, Cindy let us take home one of her babies to play with. This one is an Ashford Traveller and I want one. Like, seriously. I really, really want one. Definitely in my Bucket.
What's not too pretty about my brand-spanking new drop spindle is the spindle itself. My dog decided it would make a good chew toy ... for about 3 seconds before I realized what was happening and snatched the thing out of his mouth. He had it just long enough to put his mark towards the top of the spindle. :(
Meet Mud. No, that is not his real name, but for the discussion of chewing on the spindle of my brand-spanking new drop spindle, his name is Mud. Doesn't he look guilty? I mean, look at that face. Can't even look me in the eye.
Actually, that is Nino, the last of our critters for the time being. He's not too terribly fond of 4-footed furry critters (well, that's not quite the truth ... he really enjoys the thought of EATING them for breakfast) so he'll be our solitary critter until the inevitable comes.
Unfortunately, when I was showing off for my granchildren, I lost the tail. It's buried in there someplace and I tried and tried to find the tail end to no avail. Not sure what to do next so I'll have Cindy, my teacher, figure it out for me. Hopefully there will be a way to take this off without randomly cutting into the spun ply. Teaches me not to show off to the grandchildren again!