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A Round of Apaws for Our Newest Members

We have two new members that just turned 15.

Binga:  Who are these new ones?  Hope they’re down to earth.  We don’t need any uppity, sniffling wiener heads.

Kali:  Are you calling me a wiener head, Binga?

Binga: Not you Kali,  you are, well, YOU.  A little spinny at times but that’s what makes you loveable.

Kali:  Ya, I can be spinny but like you said that’s me.  These ladies are not spinny….well, maybe at home or in their gardens.  They are our type of gals.  They speak their minds and we can’t ask for more than an honest _itch.

The first Cougar we welcome is Binky.  Binky has done so much to help her Granny around the house.  Right now, Binky is assisting to excavate the backyard and make the shrine for her friend an even more beautiful place than it was.  Binky is from Holland and her blog is Me and My Granny.                                                 

The second inductee is Amber.  She also turned 15 over the last few weeks.  Amber is a senior in Basil’s Blog.  In fact, mom and dad visited with Amber and the raucous horde from Basil’s Blog when they were in England.  What, oh, I see.  Mom says when they arrived at Basil’s house, Amber ran into the bedroom.  I know she was checking to make sure everything was clean and tidy.  Although mom and dad had no intention of going into the bedroom.  Mom had a great feeling about all the members of Basil’s Blog.                                                      

Let’s welcome the new members by joining in and hollering our motto.  “PROUD TO BE CROTCHETY!”  Let your fur down ladies and just be.

Lily Olivia:  I’ll take a look into the pantry and see what we can celebrate with.                                                     

Ali: Looky, a fine Cougar Cuisine is waiting for us. MOL

Sarabi: Yummy! How many green beans can you shove up your nose, Binky? My personal best is 2 and 1/2 but the ends hang out and I look like a walrus with fur….MOL

Why Madi Is Proud to be Crotchety

Many years ago one of our very first blogging friends was a great big Newfie named Remington.  Remi’s and his mom were veryveryvery (to infinity) dear friends.  His Mom was also a very, very talented fiber artist. She told mom about how she would save Remington’s hair when she brushed him. When she had enough she spun it into yarn for knitting or crocheting.  Mom was very interested. She told mom to start saving my furs.  For a year, Mom brushed, and brushed, until I was certain I would become hairless. Even though I liked to be brushed sometimes I was a wee bit crotchety. Every month mom would send a zip lock bag of my furs to Remi’s mom.

 After 9 months, she mixed some of Remi’s longer furs in with my short ones to make it stronger and ….My friends, below the gray ball of yarn you see, IS Madi fur spun into yarn…What you see below is 70 yards of yarn. The majority is my fur with a little colored wool mixed in it, I knew it smelled familiar!!!! MOL  Below you will see attached to items mom made with my furs.                                                            

Mom bought 2 skeins over very pretty mingled blue yarn too.

She got her crocheting fingers all limbered up and went to work.                                                      She used the mingled blue yarn to crochet herself a scarf the two dark gray rows are my furs.Then she had enough of my fur yarn leftover to mix in with other similar colors to make me a mini afghan.

Sometimes she crocheted so much it made me crotchety because I had to get in her face to remind her that HEY  you need to feed me or HEY you need to write my blog.

So as you can see I earned my Proud to Be Crotchety title a long time ago

Proud to be Crotchety Madi