New Sweater

My friend Ann can whip up a sweater in no time flat. Last I knew (as in last week), she was working on lacy, green, cowl-necked sweater. I was shocked to find out on Wednesday evening that she had completed another one since I had seen her last, a red a-line. Imagine my utter astonishment this morning, not two days later, to find out about a third sweater, a cheery cherry little number.

I have knitted three sweaters for the dog in the past few months, a dog with a 16" chest. I suppose, technically, since I had to rip two of the sweaters twice and reknit, that I've really knitted five sweaters.

The first one went very well, once I got over my gauge denial, and reknit.

For the second one, I thought I knew what gauge I needed, but forgot that I'd gone down two needle sizes. I also forgot to decrease for the back. Having ripped and reknit this second sweater once already, I decided to live with it. It's too big for outdoor wear (read: dog will get pee on it), but it's fine for around the house.

I had hoped to have great photos of the third sweater, which turned out perfectly and needed no reknitting. Instead, I only have a photo of a very clean, very tired pup.

Yesterday, I took Steu and his new sweater on a long walk to the park. He mistook a creek for a pile of leaves (a completely reasonable error) and fell in. He emerged, black and stinking of rotten leaves, and did his level best to rub the smell off in a dirt pile.

I'll never catch up with Ann at this rate.