This morning, I had what I thought was a good idea for an entry.  There hasn’t been too much knitting going on around Chez Swine lately, so I figured I would put together a photo album of the new puppy and blame it on him.  This really isn’t all that far from the truth.  As I am sure you are aware, having a puppy is a lot like having a toddler running around.

And that is where the trouble began.  After a couple of frustrating hours of getting nothing accomplished, I took my spinning wheel and headed to Peggy’s.  She plied me with soup, cinnamon buns and good company and I felt much better about things.

Home I trotted.  All seemed right with the world.  Mr. Poe didn’t even mess in his crate while I was away and did all of his ‘business’ in the back yard!  I came in and sat down to have another go at Typepad. 

I prevailed!  Direct your attention to the left hand side bar and you will see a new photo album of Mr. Edgrrr Allen Poe.

So engrossed was I in the task, that I failed to notice Mr. Poe up to no good.  He managed to knock Proud Mary over!  Thankfully, he was not hurt, but I wish I could say the same for her ….. the brake pin has cracked!!  She will still work (at least I think she will), but I need to check into good sites for replacement pugs, I mean, parts.

Mr. Poe is in the doghouse.