Fromage, and Multiple FO's.

So, in sad rattie news, we had to put Fromage to sleep. She was two years old and had horrible, malignant cancer. We buried her next to Macy. That was Tuesday.

Andrew drove Contstance up to Auburn on Thursday, and came back on the train. The dogs were pacing and going crazy, since there was a change in routine, so I piled them into the car when it came time to pick up Andrew. Niki barked and growled at a police officer. The cop laughed.

FOs:

I finished the entrelac scarf I've been obsessed with, and Joey's socks. Not bad for a week's work. I've also got some designs sketched out (poorly, but they're on paper), that I'll be making demo's of.

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