I'm hooked!

Look what I've been doing!!! :o)

That's right, she's crocheting too! Ever since I saw Michelle's crochet scarf, I wanted to make one too. She's put the pattern on ravelry, it's called Circle Crochet Scarf. I think it's a neat stitch pattern.

I used to do filet crochet for borders, and curtains, and panels. But that's long in the past. It's not like I'm going to neglect my knitting needles now, but once in a while, grabbing a hook, will be welcomed. Of course, since this is a different motion for my hands, they hurt like hell, especially the left wrist. I try not to hold the crochet fabric too tight. So there will be breaks from crochet, where I'll be working on these:

Well, all right, it's a mitten. This one's finished, the second one barely started. I took it out of it's hiding place last night, and will knit on it. I can't stand knowing that there are WIP's strategically placed in my house (three in all, including the crochet), but that's more than I can stand. So I need to get them off my needles asap.

I'm done with my selfimposed deadline knitting. I'm free to do whatever I please. That means I'll be spinning more as well. YEAH! :o)

Doggie news:

This is Sam, sleeping on the couch. He has no problems jumping up and getting comfortable, even hought he's had 7 surgeries in his life, and his front legs are crippled. He's the one, who's the healthy one right now.

Biko, our athletic girl, is in trouble. Our Vets refered us to a specialist, after they couldn't find the source of her pain.

Last Wednesday, we went to see the Neurologist, but she too, didn't come up with anything. So more tests will be done. Coming Wednesday, Biko will have an MRI, and other tests as well as another Specialist will have a look at her. Of course there are several deseases, which are typical for German Shepherds, but I've not heard one of the Doctores mention anything yet. We'll do anything to get her well again, but first we have to know what it is.

Wednesday was very stormy, wind blew at 90/kmh. We had to start early, because the appointment in the animal hospital was at 8:30AM over an hours drive away. I put Sam in the kitchen, and closed the baby gate. My son got Biko ready and headed for the door to the garage. As soon as Sam noticed, that he was the only one incarcerated, he gave a loud high pitched bark, followed by the loneliest howl I've ever heard. He would have been home alone, making this racket. So we decided to take him with us as well. Well, he was already busy climbing over the baby gate, which is hard for him, with his gimpy legs. I got his collar with the tags, opened the gate, and wanted to put it one, when I just heard a woosh, and a white furball went past me like the devil was behind him. Sam overtook my son and Biko, and was in the car in no time. Never mind that he had to stay in the car for the drive to and fro, and in between. He slept, and was content.

Biko was out like a light too, after her examinations, and didn't even lift her head once, on our way home.

Hmm, spell check is not working. That's cruel.