I’m working on the border of a blanket. Which obviously means the cat has to come and ‘help’. Every time. Every. Single. Time.
I mean, I get it. It’s a lovely soft blanket, on my lap. Obviously I’ve put the blanket there just for Slinky Malinki to come and fall asleep on. There’s no chance that actually, I’m trying to get a border done so I can finish up this project. No chance whatsoever. Not in a cat’s world view, anyway!
Ah well. At least she’s warm and cuddly!
Catherine's Crochet Corner 
Same problem. It’s my dog Chip who thinks he’s a cat. Even steals my hook.
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I’ve never yet had a hook stolen. Lots of yarn has ‘mysteriously’ wandered off to the other side of the room, though!
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