You don’t mind brushing your teeth in the bathtub, do you?

…now put me down before I kick your ass.

We have been having some serious animal challenges lately – among other things, two sick cats (and we can’t seem to find a diagnosis) for a month now,  a little foster kitten (well on her way to being a cat at this point) who gets diarrhea every time we try to get her on to dry food, and a sudden crisis that caught us quite off guard and resulted in one member of our critter family now no longer being with us.  That is what prompted the site shutdown.  I was going to actually wipe the site and start fresh but instead I am just restructuring it a bit so that I don’t get smacked in the face with things that make me sad each time I visit the page. The menus are changing a bit, and the random photo block has been removed, but all the photos and posts are being left in place.  And the theme update fixed a bug that has made posting a real pain in the behind for the past few months, now that it’s fixed I’ll try to get back on here more often now.

Recently, I decided it was time to buckle down and finish it. And I did!

It’s not quite how I pictured it in my head before I started it, but it did turn out fairly decent and my mom loved it. I’m now free to go back to woodburning other projects, though I don’t think I will be trying out any more photo portraits any time soon.

I did also finish that beadwork piece I was making:

and got it sewn onto a collar:

I tried to get the loom warped again to complete a second collar design, with my original, wider ladybug pattern. Even though I now had the correct thread, it didn’t go any better than the first one and (once I’d untangled and salvaged all my expensive beading thread) I decided to just buy another loom. I was intrigued by one I had seen online that uses a technique that produces four finished edges – no snarl of warp threads to deal with at the end – and bought one off eBay.

Within two days I had my new Versa-Loom and was off and running with a small sample project (to learn the new technique before getting into something complicated) using some really pretty beads I’d bought years ago and never did anything with…

That piece became a bracelet for Joy.

Having gotten the basic hang of working with the Versa-Loom, it was back to ladybugs. One problem I ran into, which was more noticeable with my wider pattern, was that even though all my beads were 11/0, the green was a different source than the other colors and slightly smaller, which made the rows a wee bit uneven (hardly detectable in the finished pieces, but it annoyed the crap out of me) so I’m looking forward to having them gone… at the same time, I didn’t want to waste them. I am now almost finished the original ladybug design which will go on a 1″ collar. I am not sure what I am going to do with it since it’s not really Paddy’s style but I had a ton of beads in those colors to use up, and really wanted to see my original design in a finished state. The smaller one I made for Gwen lost a lot of the detail of the head and antennae of the bugs.  I am going to be using delica beads from this point on, which are a lot more uniform and come in a huge variety of colors and finishes.

I have some great patterns I found online and more ideas for designs of my own, and am having fun with the beading. It doesn’t involve a lot of setup, unlike sewing (since I still don’t have a place to permanently set up my machine) or worrying about pets snagging power cords and burning themselves (or me burning myself) as is the problem with woodburning. It’s something I can sit, anywhere, and do as much or as little at a time as I feel like, and the process is very calming, almost meditative.

One thing though, I don’t think I will want to see another ladybug for a long time after this.

• Several days were devoted to Googling the problem I had run into before.
• Another day spent trying an alternate technique for the project, which didn’t pan out.
• Several more days passed before I could pick up a buckle dog collar, which was needed.
• And today, being off work and up bright and early, I decided to embark upon the actual project!

Ideally I would need Nymo or some other nylon thread, some tiny pliers, and beeswax. Again, refer back to the “what if this is something I will lose interest in,  better not spend a bunch of money” mental argument, above. Plus all these things come from Earth Guild in Asheville, and my plans for the morning didn’t involve driving all the way Asheville and parking downtown.  I figured I could use the cotton thread I already have for sewing, a bit of a regular candle, and in a pinch (no pun intended) my teeth, for nipping out errant beads. And if I actually finished this, and it turned out well, then I could pick up the proper equipment if I was still interested in beading.

OK, so the first hitch I hit was that my existing pattern I’d made was one row too wide for the collar. Back to the design table.

• An hour was spent Googling for free patterns I could use that were the right size. Nope.
• Another hour or so looking for the original pattern and software, realizing both were apparently lost to a drive crash a few years back, and then redownloading the software, which had been upgraded since I last used it.
• Not sure if I am going to stick with this, so reluctant to pay for the upgrade, seemed to work in a trial mode so lets recreate the design. Spent about a half hour on that.
• It would have helped if I’d noted that I would not be able to print in trial mode. Went back to the site, paid for upgrade, which thankfully unlocked it right away.

From what I’d researched, to make the longer item I needed, I should cut warp threads three times the length of the actual project, then string the little craft loom as I normally would, except wrapping the excess thread around the wooden spindle so I could let out more as the project progressed. It sounded pretty straightforward.

What ensued was another hour spent trying to untangle the 16 30″ threads over and over, I thought maybe if I waxed them that might help but then they just got sticky. I tried combing them apart and now I have wax on my only comb. At one point I was actually attached to the loom with a snarl of tacky black thread; the phone rang in the middle of this and I knew if I tried to untangle myself to get it, I’d never get the knots out. The urge to take a pair of scissors to it, toss it in the trash, and Never Speak of This Again was great, but I was determined not to give up.

I tried taping down various strands I’d freed, adding uncooperative generic scotch tape to the mix. I did eventually get the loom strung, though it remains to be seen what is going to happen when I try to reel out the additional warp strings. By now I was pretty defeated, but after all that work I was bound and determined to bead. Yes, I did spill beads everywhere — I’m sure anyone reading this saw that one coming — and spent who knows how long crawling around on the floor picking them up.

I am very, very, grateful that at the last second before starting, I did realize I had the loom reversed and all that extra warp thread would have been on the wrong end once I started beading. Finding that out later on after I’d put several hours of work in would most likely have been the end of me and crafts.  I’m also thankful that no cats came to help until just as I was ready to stop and put the loom away anyway.

My eyes are a bit sore, I have a headache, my neck hurts, and I’ve wasted half a day to spend a half hour of actual beading, but here’s what I have so far:

Ladybugs!

Or so I thought. As we were finishing up today, I just got overwhelmed. The shelter is full of wonderful cats that have been there way too long, and so many more come in each day. Joy showed me how far along the little feral guy, who came in last month when we were doing Sunday cleaning, has come along. He’s blossomed into this sweet, confident little man… and there he sits. Along with so many others. There have been lots of dogs and cats over the months that I got to know, that just didn’t get adopted.

It really, really, sucks. Every animal that comes in to the shelter is an individual, a little somebody. Some of them have had a really bad time of it. Some are damaged — physically or mentally — beyond adoptability. But most of them just had the misfortune of being unwanted. Expendable. I looked around me at all the little faces and the sadness that welled up was almost more than I could bear.

This is what Joy and the other shelter staff deal with every single day.

There is a long weekend coming up and they are going to have to make sure there are enough cages for anything the officers have to bring in during those four days. With almost all of the cat cages already full, I don’t have to spell out what that means.  Since we are still trying to find Giles a home, I’ve thought about trying to post him on Craigslist. What has mainly held me back is the thought of dealing with the abusive responses that tend to result from such efforts, but I have to admit that I also feel a bit guilty posting him there when he is at least safe here with us. Maybe instead I should post about Darnell, the great polydactyl cat, or Francesca, the sweet tabby no one gives a second glance to… or the wonderful three legged dog in run# 1… or…

There’s no way I’d have time to tell every story, post every face. And the ones I did put up would be lost amongst all the other animals losing their homes for reasons ranging from the heartbreak of a family having their house foreclosed on and being homeless themselves, to some jerk who decides their nine year old cat and new furniture aren’t compatible.  And all the irresponsibly bred litters.  And then I’d get some more emails from people who point out that they aren’t going to pay for a shelter animal when they can just get one for free out of the Iwanna.

Hopefully I’ll have a light work week again and maybe I can at least try. I knew we can’t save them all, but it means everything to the ones that do get homes.

Giles is a gorgeous spotted tabby, he looks like a little wild jungle cat! He and his brother were very young when they came in to the shelter so we’ve been fostering them for the past month or so. They are now 9 weeks old and his brother has already gone on to a new home, leaving Giles waiting for a family of his own. He is great with other animals and would love to have another cat or dog to play with.