There’s been another knitting incident at our house.  No, Wayne didn’t unravel my latest sweater project (which is fortunate if our marriage is to remain intact!).  This time Bogie is to blame.  Our puppy climbed onto my chair, grabbed the ball of yarn, and ran off with it.  I should add that this happened not only on Wayne’s watch, but right under his nose.  Thankfully, my knitting project survived, although the yarn is a tangled mess.  The good husband that he is, Wayne is rewinding the yarn.