You may remember back in August, I started knitting the fabulous glove pattern, Teknika, from Laura Nelkin in an effort to justify all those hours watching the Summer Olympics.
And then a horrible incident happened involving a dog, a wet mushy pile of yarn and my almost finished glove.
In the end, I untangled that ginormous mess and finally finished up the gloves… just in time to use them during a few colder days we had earlier this fall. No harm, no foul.
By the way, the whole hype about the magical properties of conductive thread? The rumor that you could actually use your smartphone without taking off your gloves to check your calendar, get your email, use an app or take a picture? Totally true. They worked like a charm.
Yes, I said “worked.” Past tense.
Louie the Wonder Pup, it seems, had returned to finish the job.
As best I can figure, it somehow got knocked to the floor where Louie saw it as a brand new shiny chew toy or the archenemy who had eluded him months before. Either way, he happily settled down to munch on it, chomping a huge hole in the side and gnawing at a few of the fingers as well.
And then I saw him and realized that he wasn’t chewing on any old toy but my brand new gloves that I had only gotten to wear a few times.
I must have wailed the ancient sorrowful cry of all knitter-kind at the sight of the mangled glove, because he froze, blue yarn dangling from his lip, and then sprinted up the stairs to hide in his bed. He did eventually drop it for me and then licked my hand earnestly, as if to say, I couldn’t help it. That yarn is so wonderful. I had to eat it.
He couldn’t even control himself when I tried to photograph the damage. And this is a dog who leaves other knitting alone, including projects made with Malabrigo or cashmere blends. Something about this yarn makes him go wild.
I’m not gonna lie: I teared up. The three things that are keeping me from going over the edge?
1. I have another skein of that yarn.
2. He ate the left-handed glove — the one without the conductive thread on its forefinger. In a pinch, I can wear two different gloves. Sure, I look even more like a fashion accident than normal, but it’ll do on a really chilly day.
3. Look at this face.
I can’t be mad at a puppy who loves yarn as much as I do. We’ll just have to come to some sort of agreement that yarn is not for eating/chewing. Sigh.
Add one more glove to the top of my knitting queue. It’s getting cold outside.