Been cursing the dreadful quality of thread these days? Me, too — at least until I discovered Emma’s new avocation:
She’s chewing happily on the thread running along the back of my machine. She doesn’t eat it, or even chew through it. She just gnaws on it. This went a long way toward explaining the strange weakness I was periodically encountering as I stitched merrily along. Needless to say, I now deploy the sewing machine cover with far greater frequency than I used to.
(Yes, Emma is a GIANT cat — she’s part Maine Coon, and that’s the part that shows. See those huge paws? Very clever, those paws. Very useful for water play in the bathroom, too. Very useful for string — or thread — play anywhere.)
Hmmm . . . must be the cleanest teeth ever, judging from the quantity she uses!
It’s obvious she is just flossing her teeth!