Tuesday, stale popcorn and the dog

I opened an etsy shop for the dog(that's Yogi) yesterday. He is going to supply those felters with gen-U-whine Bouvier hair...or is it fur?
My friend, K8 sent me a link to a book about crafting with your cat and inside apparently, since I've only seen a photo of the book cover (and don't know a damn thing about felting) is a recipe for felting using cat's hair....or is it fur?
So far, I only have one sandwich baggy-full of doggy fluff. Usually it's like tumbleweeds everywhere -under the chairs, under the couch, in wads on the carpet or layering into the corners.
In addition, I'm thinking Sydney, one of my cats can subcontract to Yogi. He sheds almost as much and has medium-long black coat that sticks to the blankets in little tufts.

Why the reference to popcorn? We took a break and ate some.
cheers

The Art of Promise Keeping

My friend, Lindl recommended the Book Thief awhile ago.
And I read the first couple chapters but for some reason didn't finish it.
Last week, I found it in the library on CD. (I think an audiobook counts as a read.)
It is very good....and sad. It makes me sad thinking about it but it isn't a depleting sadness and it's the kind of book that you reread in your mind's eye. Beautifully and visually written.
Death is the storyteller, always mentioning the colors, the colors of things, the sky, the water, the color of Hans Huberman's eyes, silver with kindness...

The Book Thief by Markus Zusak.