I’ve been sewing as much as ever this past week, but it doesn’t feel like I’m accomplishing much. Guess we al go through spells like that. I’ve been working on my Mexican Star quilt, my Christmas tree skirt and a tote bag, but nothing terribly photogenic or exciting. I’ve also been practising my Free Motion Quilting feathers and stippling. Definitely look better now than they did at the start of the month.
Rusty and Ginger are way more fun to watch. Spring is inching its way along, because the occasional house fly is showing up in the house. And Rusty and Ginger go into hunting mode. They do the same with spiders, but small flying insects make them go insane. One showed up last week. Ginger almost had her paw on it as she stood on my ironing board, but it got away from her. Being the female, Ginger is normally the initiator, the hunter. Rusty follows along and usually ends up being the one who gets into trouble for the mischief that his sister started. But he's somewhat of an opportunist, taking advantage of whatever Ginger gets into. Or whatever insect she flushes out. It tastes the same, whether you were the one who found it or just happened to be in its path as it tried to get out of the way.
I think they must have taken care of it eventually as I didn't see it again after this little episode. Either that or some day I'm going to move these boxes over the kitchen cupboards (the boxes I put up there to keep the cats from going up there) and find a desiccated fly carcass or two.
Until next time,