Sew Exciting!

Well it's been one exciting thing after another here at the Three Cats Ranch. First, the binding is machine sewn onto the Cats of a Different Color. Wahoo! (There will be a lot of cheering in this post. I'll wait here while you get some ear protection.)

There was some polka dot fabric left from the Vintage Tin quilt, and that seemed as good a choice as any. I like a fun binding, don't you?

With the machine sewing finished there, I got back to work on the 88 nine-patches and sewed the second corner onto those. 

For now, I've learned the lesson of my aching shoulder, and so I took a break there. But there was still plenty of sewing time left in my NBS day, and so I got a start on the third corner.

And I was getting kind of tired of sewing after a while, so I decided to get a start on dinner. Here's a riddle: How many nine-patches sewn into a chain would it take to reach all the way around the world?

Well, I don't actually know the answer, but I think I'm off to a good start. Probably I could reach across the Pacific Ocean by now.

And I thought I was finished sewing for the day, but then Mike was late getting home. So, I finished the third corner.

There should be plenty of sewing time today, and so it should be easy to finish the fourth corner, and then I'll be ready to start sewing the Gingerbread Square quilt into a flimsy. Yahoo!

Prepare for segue. 

~~~

Do you remember when I first started talking about the He Man Woman Hater's Clubhouse? It's the tiny space between the basement and the main floor of the house. Since our house is a daylight basement style, that means the house is sort of wedged into the hillside on one side, and we have a problem with mice getting into that small space. It used to mean that Mike had to set traps in that tiny area, and it meant removing an access panel barely large enough for him to fit his head, and then setting a mouse trap whenever we'd hear the furry critters start scurrying around. Enter the Smit-head.

Smitty figured out fairly early on that it was possible for him to get into that space via the furnace room downstairs.

It used to be the purrsonal purrovince of Himself...until Sadie came to call. I wasn't long before she discovered it too.

Hey Smitty! What do you call this place? The He Man Woman Hater's Clubhouse? That's purrposterous!

So, all of that to say that the kitties have kept the mousies out of the clubhouse, but on occasion, they bring one out to party. Oy. That was possibly the most sew exciting thing so far today.

Smitty sat back and cheared his furriend: Keep and eye on it, Sadie...those things are quicker than lightening. Don't paws fur even a second!

And Smitty thinks it's great having a furriend to chase the critters down. He can spend his time grooming while she does all the work.

I'm right behind you, Sadie...just keep after it!

It was a little shrew, and as I've said before, they are so fast, it doesn't even make sense for Mike or me to try to catch them. Give the kitties some space, and they'll, um, tire it out enough that one of the two-legged inhabitants can usher it out the door.

Smitty, this is the best cat toy ever!!!

Oh, mousie...I just love you.

Yeah, Sadie...I don't think mousie is feeling the love right now.

When it was finally completely worn out, mom stepped in and helped it out the door.

Sadie couldn't quite let go of the idea that it might still be hiding somewhere.

Is it under here?

And while that was going on, I was peacefully turning the first corner hand-sewing the binding on the quilt.

Admit it...you think I'm the cutest thing ever, don't you?

Today is a CSA pick-up day and there is just a little housework to do. Then I'm hoping I'll have plenty of time to start sewing the Gingerbread Square quilt together, although I'm not sure I can take any more excitement for today.