So I started knitting a cat bed to felt for Shula (or whatever cat I'm going to adopt) on my way down to the beach last Thursday, as something to do on the train. Finished the knitting a few nights ago. Didn't have the quarters to do two hot water washes until yesterday. It's finally been felted- after covering the inside of the washing machine with so much blue lint that I felt honor-bound to get in there and swipe it all out two or three times over. I had to wrap my wok in plastic and then a bath towel to get something round that was large enough for effective blocking. The bed's drying out now.
Understand, Shula normally sleeps wherever he damn well feels like, and I doubt he'll change his mind for this. I did this mostly because I plan to adopt from Bide-a-Wee, and the cats there have beds in their cages, and I'd like to make sure that whoever gets adopted has at least something comfortable- that or Shula has something to move into when the new cat decides his sleeping spaces look like fun. It's also been a while since I did any knitting in general, and a project that amounted to 'knit big yarn on big needles in circles that you don't have to pay much attention to' seemed like a good place to start getting back into the hobby. I like to balance out computer learning with low-tech stuff, too. When I took my county college courses to get into the Kean master's program in MIS, I was taking one computer class and one cooking class per semester for my sanity's sake. Knitting balances out Cisco, more or less. I'll be knitting for humans soon enough, as I've got more yarn than I intended and I have the urge to do some fingerless gloves up for hands much smaller than mine, not to mention that my nephew saw me working on the cat bed and persistently asked to knit a scarf of his own. He's five and a half. I'm gonna get him a nice size 11 or larger circ (so he doesn't lose one needle or drop too many stitches off the wrong end) and a skein or two of Lion Brand Wool-Ease Thick and Quick to teach him on, and I'm going to find whatever documentation I can on historical Scandinavian knitting done by guys because his parents worry at times about gender roles and it's hard to beat Vikings for manly.
yeah, I know, it was more the Viking women doing the knitting than the men, but I have to start somewhere, and I don't think the rehabilitative programs where modern day male prisoners knit toys and small blankets for hospitalized children are the best example of manly men knitting. People get weird about words like 'prisoner' no matter what the guys are doing or why. And I already heard my sister objecting to Rosey Grier being held up as an example of a manly guy doing a womanly craft. Mom tried that one on her, and it didn't take. If my nephew were skilled enough to do color or pattern knitting I would have him work on something with Godzilla in it, but he's still so young that he hasn't quite figured out if he's left-handed or ambidextrous or what...
I personally don't see anything particularly wrong with a kid his age learning to do something that comes across as girly, but then I was given a copy of the Free To Be... You And Me record when I was about five, and that kind of thing does a good job of stomping on gender roles. And it's not as if I'm exactly known for being much good at social conceptions of the female gender anyway. When my nephew and his sister are older I'll see about things like model rockets and archery sets for both of them and then I suspect his parents will
beg me to stick to teaching him to knit.
Anyway. I was going to say that once I get home tonight and verify that the cat bed's dry I'll take some pictures of it. The only picture I thought to take of the work in progress pre-felting is
here, and most of it's under the cat anyway. Alas. Next time, perhaps.