Cuteness Leads to Exhaustion

I think this may be my most favorite project knit to date.  It's Sugar Bear Hooded Cardi by Kate Oates.  The pattern is very well-written and straight-forward.  I love how cute it is with the little ears on the hood.  I love the buttons (which were graciously provided by someone from the Ravelry Stash Knit Down Group).  It's so cute, it almost makes me want a baby to put it on.  It's destined for my friend's unborn baby, who I refer to is "He Who is Not Yet Named."  I will probably enjoy that when he's wet or tired and crying, that I can hand him back.

The only things I didn't love were totally my own fault:

1. I failed to read the part about needing DPNs for the sleeves until I was in a car for 8 hours.  Luckily, I had cell phone YouTube and figured out how to do magic loop.
2. I forgot that baby heads are big.  So when I finished the sweater body, I'm thinking "Yay, almost finished" when really it was more like "Yay, one third finished."

Yesterday, my poor sweet Linus (the cat) had chemo in the morning.  I worked from home the rest of the day and realized later that I forgot to get more pills for Linus.  So called the vet and after I finished work, I loaded Riven in the car and drove to the vet around 6pm.  Riven loves to go to the vet.  He thinks the scale is some kind of dog biscuit machine.  So when he walks in with me, the vet tech looks at him and says "You look like you need to be weighed."  He dutifully races to the scale and refuses to move until someone (preferably more than one person) gives him a dog biscuit.  He had no interest in the fact that he weighed 77.0 lbs.

Then we went to the pet store to get a bag of dog food.  He ran up to each person that the leash let him get close enough to and ran through his repertoire of tricks; sit, stand and then sit again more forcefully with the end of his tail wagging, lay down, sit again and throw a paw in the general direction of the person.  His hope was that he could turn these people into dog biscuit machines too.  He did score some kind of jerkey and another dog biscuit.

When he got home, all this manipulation and trickery resulted in a dog that looked like this for the rest of the evening, too exhausted even to chew on the dog bone next to his head.