(Time out. Someone just decided she needed a snuggle.)
OK, I'm back, she's done and is now dragging around a piece of ribbon and watching it follow her. (No, I don't think I'll be able to catch a picture of that this time. I am sure it will happen again.)
I am sure that most of you out there know that Oribel has a bit of a yarn obsession (it is right up there with kitty treats and Kitty Crack Toys). It is not unusual for the skein or ball of yarn for a project I am working on to suddenly jump from my lap or hop out of the bag and go dashing across the room.
Well, a couple of weeks ago I was hanging out, working on a sock and she was hanging out with me, behaving herself. (Not that I actually believed it was going to last for long.)
Yep, just as expected, the skein of yarn went AWOL.
This is where it stopped for a little bit, before embarking for the stairs. At that point I went to rescue the yarn and somehow in the process of the about-face the yarn took to hide under the bed, it got wrapped around one of her back feet. That, of course, turned into a major ordeal because she was upset about her foot being tangled up in yarn, but she wasn't about to let me help her with it since that would mean I would have to touch her foot! (Oh no! Not the dreaded foot touching!) I wound up having to cut the yarn to get the ball loose, but she had a section still tangled around her foot and following her everywhere. I needed to figure out a way to either get it off of her, or at least clip it close to her foot (without getting flayed or bit in the process), considering she was very intent on eating it. After much hissing, growling, et caetera (I should have just gone downstairs and gotten the leather welders/grilling gloves, but I didn't really think of that at the time), I was able to cut the yarn close to her foot, leaving just a small bit still wrapped around it, which promptly fell off. About two or three hours later I was stuffing her in Sadie's old puppy crate to go have her claws clipped; luckily the people she loves to let touch her feet didn't have deal with the last bit of yarn.
FYI, the figuring out how to protect myself, to hold her still after capturing her, and run the scissors near her thrashing foot, all at the same time and then the execution thereof took a lot longer than the actual "steal the yarn, get tangled up, and cut the ball loose" part.
Don't forget that today is Whiskers on Wednesday!