The
purple sweater and a few other wonderful items I bought at
Blarney Woollen Mills in Blarney, Ireland, finally arrived. They offered free shipping to the U.S. if you spent a certain amount (great reason to add that complicated cable knit wrap-like-vest-thingey, which Mom called a "boob warmer", to my order at the last minute). So I actually saved money, really, if you think about it long enough. And it certainly saved room in my suitcase.
I unpacked the sweater and the few other things and the "boob warmer" and held them to the light, admiring the knit patterns. Held them to my face to breathe in the woolly Irish smell of the yarn. Then I turned around when I heard some rustling and thumping and saw this in the box:
Wait a minute, I didn't buy a CAT in Blarney!
Oh no! What am I going to do? Should I send him back???
Return to sender!
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DeleteCute post! Never buy expensive cat toys. They always seem to like boxes, crinkly paper, and string the best!
ReplyDeleteIsn't that the truth? Furry mice and jingley toys and complicated rings with hidden balls inside...all pale in comparison to a good old box.
DeleteI'm pretty sure I want to see a pic of the "boob warmer" being modeled. :)
ReplyDeleteha! It's wool, Mick. Not as revealing as you might think!
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