Less-Words Wednesday: Cats <3 Yarn

This is one of the reasons it takes me so long to finish a crochet project:

Eddie is like an expert safe-cracker when it comes to getting into my yarn. He can burrow into a closed drawstring bag with the strings tied together. If the drawers where I keep my yarn aren't locked, he can get into them, too. Before Eddie, I had Jack pretty well trained when it came to yarn...he could look, but not touch (mostly):

Then Eddie came along, and he's a bad influence. Now, if I leave the room for a minute with my yarn out, it will be gone when I get back:

I went to the bathroom (so I was gone maybe two minutes) and he got all the way up and back down the stairs with the ball of yarn, a partially finished granny square, and a crotchet hook. Naughty!

If I leave my yarn out overnight, I wake up to this:

I found this in the middle of the night when I was about 5 months pregnant. When I left it, it was a partially completed project and neatly wound ball. I spent about an hour or so untangling the yarn from the furniture and winding it back into a ball. I still haven't restarted that project.

Do you have any animal-meets-craft-project disaster stories to share? I'd love some commiseration!

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Linked up at Wordless Wednesday at Hobo Mama and Natural Parents Network.