Several weeks ago now, I crocheted myself a jute purse. It is cute, and I am in love with it. It went with me to Kansas City and fits perfectly under an airplane seat, and it went with me through all three Universal Parks a week and a half ago.
I love it.
I don’t love that it sheds pretty badly. I’ve tried sealing it with mod podge, I’ve tried heat blocking. Nothing helps. It is going to shed. It’s not a problem with the outside, but it does get all over anything you put in it, and it’s the perfect size for both my camera and laptop so that was a big problem.
So, I decided to finally line the whole thing. Here it is before lining:
So, we went and got felt for the lining because I knew that would be easy on my camera.
Jared was kind enough to sew the actual lining part into one piece, on the condition that I do the hand-stitching into the bag:
All went well, until Jared was sewing away and here comes asshole Nancy, above, literally to bat the THREAD OFF THE SEWING MACHINE WHILE IT WAS SPINNING….
Nancy took off with the thread in her mouth… got all the way to the other side of the house before Jared caught her and pulled the thread away.
Or, so we thought.
The finished bag is fabulous. Solved the shedding problem; here is the lined bit before I lined the pocket:
This was all last Saturday. Today is Thursday.
Nancy was low-key missing most of the week. I didn’t go looking for her, I saw her sitting in a chair yesterday morning, but I didn’t worry about her. She is not a social cat in general and will vaguely tolerate Jared’s picking her up to harass her, for very brief periods.
Jared likes to cuddle cats. Nancy only just tolerates it occasionally.
But yesterday, Nancy pooped outside her litter box for the first time in a couple of months. It was a problem previous to us getting two more litter boxes. But it hadn’t happened since. And I noticed, too, that she had black drool coming out of her mouth.
So we thought maybe she had been eating her own poop or Bess, our other cat’s poop? That was all we could think of.
But, she was also clingy. She came up and sat by me, but her fur was raised like something was wrong, too.
It is not normal for Nancy to be clingy, so finally we decided about 8:30 last night to get her to the vet.
We managed to get to our vet here in Carrollton at 8:30 before they closed at 9 last night, saving us a trip (and lots more in fees) to the emergency vet in Atlanta, thank goodness.
They took Nancy straight back, and took us to a room. We were just starting to tell the vet tech the sewing story, that she did get into something last weekend, when the doctor came in and said, “I found this? I don’t think she’ll lose her tongue.” And set the surgical utensil with attached string on the table:
*sigh*
Apparently when Jared yanked the string to get it away from Nancy last Saturday, the string had only just broken, with a good portion of it lodged around her tongue. The string was deeply embedded in her tongue, and the black stuff was infection.
So, Nancy got an antibiotic shot, and has to eat canned food for at least a week which means she has to be isolated from the other pets for that time, and we are out $230 which makes my homemade purse I love a lot more expensive than the $35 it had set us back to that point.
Dumbass cat.
Anybody want a cat?
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