In my presence, they know what they are not to be doing with my yarn and my UFOs. But too often, I leave a project on the chair to attend to something else, and return to find Blue napping on the softest thing he can find. I have knitted catnip mice for them, sacrificed balls of yarn for their play; it seems, however, that only the forbidden is sweet enough for these guys!
I cannot imagine life without them! What about you?