My husband and I are dog/house sitting for family over the next couple weeks and I of course brought knitting projects along. This pile of yarn was a bag of nicely balled yarn for the baby blanket I was working on, well that was before I got in the shower. Zach had gathered it all up from around the house by the time I got out but Rosie definitely knew she was in trouble. She loves the wool, won’t touch the acrylic, and has even stolen the ball from my lap a couple times when I’m not paying full attention. I’m going to buy her some tennis balls.