Edwin Claudius Cat Candy Friday.

Warning: Self-indulgent, cat-heavy post ahead: those with kitty allergies or those who are easily bored with non-knitting pet content, this post is not for you.



This is a Special Edition post, dedicated to Edwin Claudius Cat. I am making up for his rare appearances on le blog, though he is an integral part of my daily life.



Edwin spends the greatest part of his existence doing this
and this,



a little of this, and a whole lot of that.



On occasion, he does other things. Like this,



and this and this.



What a guy.



Edwin: he's one bad muthua. No, really he is. He can definitely defend himself against the towel of doom, which he gets wrapped in when he has his claws clipped. (That's poor M's mangled hand--it happened once, and now there is some serious dual-person cat-wrangling during claw-clipping).

Who knew that I'd get so little knitting done during spring break?? Oh, the irony. When you have the leisure to do it, you don't; all other times, you want to do nothing but. Go figure.

Have a terrific Friday! (As sleet tinks against my windows on a mid-March morning).