I am desperately in need of venting about Hannah, my little (not so much) rescued puppy.  She's now 6 months old, she weighs 55 lbs, and she's definately a member of our family!We love her, but here's what happened:

So I go to work at 8am, I go home for lunch at noon to see her. She'd not been crated while I was gone, silly me, Since it’s been snowing. I have recently started up knitting, so was in the process of making several scarves for my girls and friends for Christmas. I bought some fairly expensive cashmere yarn, because it's so soft and I thought that'd be better to wear around the neck than something scratchy.......

Anyhow, I had 10 balls of yarn I'd just rolled up, and I put them in my knitting bag, and put the bag in the MIDDLE of a LARGE dining room table, out of harms way, or so I thought..... I came home from work one day, and there she was, my 55 lb baby laying sweetly amongst 10 balls of yarn that were no longer balled up, but spread out all over our living room! Expense aside, she DID look quite cute, mixed in with the reds, greens, golds, blues, and pinks....... Made me think I need to knit her a sweater! I'm down quite a bit of money, but have since learned, if I don't want her to have a hayday playing with 'my' stuff, I'd best be putting it away, behind a closed door, not just on a table, where I thought it would be out of reach!

Here's a pic of Hannah, looks like a mug shot to me!