Well, Quail must have decided that either1. I spend more time on knitting than on her OR
2. She would like a pair of socks for herself -- or rather two pairs since she has 4 feet OR
3. The orange yarn was particularly yummy looking.
The day after I gave the socks to my sister, Quail got a hold of them. I came downstairs, she showed me she had the sock and then took off for a fun game of chase. When I caught her, I realized I no longer had a matching pair of socks...she ate the toe off of one of them.
To say that I was angry and upset is an understatement. Needless to say, I have learned my lesson -- all handknit items and probably everything else of any sort of value must be up high or put away out of the reach of puppy.It's a good thing she is cute.
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