It is official. The female has lost it.

Dear Human Female Named Kate,

We of the Furred & Frond Management do not like you very much right now. Because of you, the female has invested in yarn. Yarn we are not allowed to play with. While the female gave us her first crafting, we do not find this offering as nice as the yarn.

That she won’t let us have.

She scolds us if we approach the yarn, so we have learned to grudgingly leave it alone. Very grudgingly.

She has three bags of yarn, one big box filled with yarn, and a new package of yarn arrived today.

She has five projects in the works, which include a scarf for herself, two blankets for the male, a blanket for herself, and a ‘spring/summer’ blanket for herself.

She has signed herself up for several years of tiny stitches. Her plan, at current, is to make very long stripes, which she will stitch together when finished. It will make a very big and thin blanket for herself when the weather is hot.

I don’t think she understands it will be useless to her for at least a period of ten years. She doesn’t have a lot of time to do this ‘crochet’ and ‘knitting’ nonsense.

The female is not very good at this hobby, but she likes doing things with her hands and the yarn is pretty and nice to touch. I can understand why she would do this. Yarn is fun to play with.

Except she’s not letting us play with it. (That wench.)

On the writing front, she is making progress on several projects so far in the early days of 2020. She is also attempting to clean the kitchen. The kitchen is currently winning. RIP female.

Do try to get on that. Before we run out of food and we all perish from starvations. Thanks.

If you don’t hear from the female, she got overwhelmed by her to-do list, waved the white flag of surrender, and passed out in a corner after going on a Joan’s Cookie and Brownie bender. (Thanks, Joan! They’re *delicious.* According to the female. We weren’t allowed to actually have any of them, because they’re not good for kitties.)