This is Pardo.Pardo is our resident hound, reluctant photographee and sometime cat burglar. You see as soon as Wonky slips off to work, Pardo slips inside, scooting open the black glass door with his velvety nose.
Wonky thinks he probably uses this time to read the papers, catch up on his correspondence (he does like to keep an eye on the market) ....and it would seem to practice doing the harbour bridge between his big whopping paws as evidenced by the tangle of wool on the floor tonight.
Fortunately he did not untangle Wonky's first attempt at a granny square...Well 101st perhaps. Wonky's dreams of whipping up a blanket have been put on the backburner (the very back burner) after hours of careful crocheting and roaring at her Fiancee interruptus for daring ask where the vegetable peeler is when she was trying to count trebles...only to produce this...
Should This Is Spinal Tap be I Am Crochet Crap???
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