Sweet Little Rita

Rita really is much sweeter than any dachshund I’ve ever had but she is bull headed. She has an internal clock and when her clock says it’s time to eat, all we can do is get up and feed her because she will not leave us alone til she eats. Her “feed me” alarm goes off at 5 p.m. and if it’s 5:01 and Rita isn’t bugging us, we start to worry about her.

Same with bed time. She’s ready for bed by 10 p.m. and I’m not usually ready for bed til much later. We usually keep the bedroom doors closed so she can’t wander into them and not be able to find her way out. With her being blind, she pretty much has the main living area mapped out and she does fine in there but if she goes into the bedroom, she runs into things.

Last night I was knitting. Rita was ready for bed. I had been in the bedroom looking for a skein of yarn, left the door open and had apparently left one skein of yarn on the floor. I knew she went in there but figured she’d found a comfy place to sleep and was waiting for us to go to bed.

When I went in there, she had found a skein of Malabrigo Chunky, which is pretty soft and probably made a great little bed for her. I’ve already made two cowls using this Chocolate color and had intended to make one for myself with this yarn but it may never get untangled. I’m not even sure where those black/navy remnants came from.

Now I have to decide if it’s even worth trying to untangle this mess.

When I saw it, I thought “thank goodness it was Rita and not Boots” because when Boots gets a skein of yarn, it ends up all over the room and around every piece of furniture.

I can’t blame them when they do this . . it’s my fault for leaving yarn where they can get to it.