Never had this happen, but I had a cat steal afghan squares I was crocheting for her “nest”. One of my friends said that at least she had good taste…
My mother-in-law had to put her yarn in plastic bags inside of each other to keep my kitteh Tifa from unraveling all of her skeins. I felt terrible that she had to do that, but she wanted to play with her grandkitty and have her yarn too. Unfortunately, Tifa managed to pull out and unravel no fewer than eight skeins of yarn in two days. Not a happy mother-in-law.
Hi! I’m probably one of the only people who didn’t get here from GWS. I came here from Real Life. My wonderful g/f recently taught me to crochet, at my request. Cats have an uncanny ability to track down yarn. I have two myself. I can have it in a tied up plastic bag on top of my refrigerator and I can still come home to an incriminating trail of yarn showing me their path like some feline Family Circus.
I got here from the webcomic Leftover Soup.
Actually went back and tried to look up on GWS where it pointed here and couldn’t find.
My cats have now chosen to ignore my yarn in favor of haunting my quilting. Possibly this is because I have had to hold off on my knitting in favor of my sewing for a while.
Makes me glad that I’ve just got a pug who sleeps all day.
I think I may have the only cat in the world who is uninterested in yarn. Yay!
Very funny comic, as always, and I’m glad to be seeing more of Cam again!
My girl Katie loves to cuddle up in my lap when I’m knitting and bat at the yarn a bit and mostly just stare in fascination like she’s tripping or high… Luckily she doesn’t go too crazy with it so we can both enjoy the yarn together Also Neil you get serious boyfriend props for that!
This actually happened to a room mate’s kitten once. While he was playing, the room went suddenly quiet, and I hear a tiny pathetic “mew?” I turn around to see him wrapped in string and hovering a foot above ground, slowly rotating…. I was scared he’d hurt himself at the time, but now it’s hilarious.
Box? More like yarn ROOM knowing her or at least a wardrobe…
One of my cats has apparently developed a sixth sense where my crocheted toys are concerned. Twice he went after a chain chomp that was in places he normally wouldn’t go, and last night he was sniffing at the table where I was working on a cat.
As far as yarn itself, they only really go after it when I’m actively working with it and they see it moving. They’re more apt to go after my hair :/
I simply love having the cat chew on the yarn out of my sight. I only realize that this evil hidden behavior has occurred when I start to work on mysteriously wet yarn. Yay for kitty slobber – not!
My cat did something like that as a kitten. He somehow tied himself to the Christmas tree and knocked it over. I came home to find the tree on the floor and the cat tied to it via the strings of lights. It takes some serious talent to manage something like that.
Somehow both my cats have learned to leave the yarn alone. Unless they are sitting on it and I pull some through. Then it’s a fun game to try to catch it.
This brought back such memories of when I was a teenager and we had a very clever and frisky cat named Erica. At the time I was years away from picking up crocheting but I did plastic canvas and had a collection of yarn ends that I had gotten from different knitters. compared to the stash I have now it was nothing fitting in one basket mostly but you wouldn’t think that from the mess that she would make with it.
She had to be doing it on purpose because we’d all be gone to school or work and she’d be board and break into my room, into my closet, get in the top of the closet somehow and take each little ball out into the kitchen to bat around under the table tangling all the chairs and the table together and looping it even up over the leg braces.
we come home to find my whole stash wound around the kitchen like some fiber spider web though she was too clever to get caught up in it. She did that in less than 3 hours and it took me almost 3 days to get everything untangled and put away this time we put it in a plastic storage bin under my bed.
It took her about 3 weeks maybe 4 to figure out how to get it out again. Then we put a padlock on my bedroom door to lock when we were all out of the house and that finally thwarted her.
yup she was the smartest cat we ever did have and she lived to the ripe old age of 20 and she still always got what she wanted.
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