Of course I went.
As hard as I tried, there really was no way I could miss it. As much as I convinced myself that I had enough yarn, I still had to go. And I did.
My mom was my accomplice. We got there in the late afternoon and spent the time walking the grounds, visiting all the vendors, and talking to the animals. These guys were seriously cute. I was really tempted to reach in and ruffle the mess of hair on their heads:
This time I mostly shopped for yarn I could use in my artwork, because seriously, there's enough yarn still waiting in my stash. I found some lovely silk, linen, and hemp, and more of my favorite bryspun needles.
And then the next week at Squidfire, my booth was beside Woolarina's. It didn't take much to make me pounce on some hand painted and hand spun wool. I also saw the cutest baby pug ever. All black and more adorable than you can imagine. But no, I didn't come home with him.
And of course I can't end a post of animal pics without including the cats. So here's little Tonka, the cuter one. I'm not sure what she's trying to say with this sleeping pose, but I think she just turned 2.