Sunday, November 17, 2013

Keeping the fingers moving!



Slowly coming to terms with the loss of Ben, I've been a very busy Lady weaving in ends and getting the last of the details finished with my Sister In Laws baby shower fastly approaching . Here are a few more of the items I have finished up to date. 







Big Ben






It's been almost three weeks since one of my precious fur babies past away. I've been devastated and finally at the point where I feel comfortable to bring the subject up. I was given this precious little boy in February this year from one of the families I babysit for who couldn't care for their two ferrets. His petco papers my Husband and I guessed him to be about two years old. Originally called Jack Sparrow, was renamed Big Ben. Short stout body of tan, with a white head and paws. So full of spunk and life. My little digger and chewer of carpets was always a blast to watch play with the other 7 and was the funniest with his little sounds of pig grunts for dooking. His passing was quite a shock and a personal heartbreak for me. After having done lots of research and learning everything there could possibly be learned on the caring of ferrets. I feel as though I failed the sweet fur baby. The ferret food the pet stores and other places have available for the ferrets can cause them to develop Insulinoma. Ferrets are designed to eat raw meat, with the wheat, sugar, and other grains it causes ferrets to practically become Diabetic. After a very successful transition from dry ferret kibble, to high protein cat kibble, then the last stage of raw meat. Ben suddenly after months of a healthy, life full of dooking, suddenly stopped eating and refused to take part of playing of any kind. Separating himself from the rest and simply wanting nothing else but to sit cuddled on my lap while I knit and crochet slowly went down hill. For the longest my oldest male Monster has been the one to most concern me. Rescuing him from a previous owner that kept him caged at all times with his Death patner Tree, (the owner had no idea as to her deafness) had owned them for a year thinking them to be no more important than that of a Guinea pig. Monster had no mobility in his legs and no desire to move around. It has been  a constant struggle with the stubborn old man to get him to eat, move, play. The constant held breath as I watch around the clock to make sure there was breath still in his Body. For the longest I've prepared myself as best as any ferrant can of the passing of Monster whom has Insomnia needing to be fed every four hours, constant care and high protein diet. It came as such a shock that Ben thriving with life suddenly with little sign, so little notice was the one I found with his last moments at 4 on a Sunday morning. Knowing there was nothing that could have been done to help him, and having to let nature take it's course. The death of any animal is devastating, whether it's a loved dog, cat, chicken, or goldfish. But this unexpected Death truly hit me hard. Though I've always had a family pet growing up, the ferrets have truly become as much my children as my three minion boys. Originally gotten for a Christmas present for the boys last year. The two ferrets, that soon became 8 within three months are my babies to care for, provide for, and to love and train. With little knowledge of the special care and supervision needled when with children and ferrets together. The hours of training the ferrets slowly over time became Moms. THe hours of bonding and admiration at the simplicist entertainment of watching  ferrets play and learn and thieve items. They became mine. Monster is thriving with life, for the first time in the year we have had him as well as the other 7 we have saved from unknowing owners to the care for ferrets. The loss of Ben after saving and bettering their little fuzzybutts feels like such a failure on my part.

It will be quite some time before this sadness leaves my heart, but everyday it becomes a little easier to breathe. I Love you my sweet Ben, may you go over the rainbow bridge and dook in happiness and peace!

Crafting baby fever

So it's Sunday morning and my clan of minions are in their toy room cleaning. With them being 3, 4, and 6 it may take a while so figured it would be a good time to get on the dear husband's computer and catch up on things as of late. Still as busy as ever knitting and crocheting baby items for my Nephew due January of next year. Everytime I think I have finished his precious collection something else finds inspiration to be cast on. Started a baby blue bib that even though it's very simple design of a moss stitch has become very time consuming knit on size 3 needles. In Between finishing the blue baby bib I've crocheted a few tiny booties and made a super soft snuggle blanky that was ripped at least 5 times before finally revealing it's true identity. Sadly this week I've had to place myself on a yarn diet. My desk has become over ridden with odds and ends, scrap yarn from precious projects. Yarn that I was simply to weak to resist the pull of "pick me up and pet me my precious." So slowing going through and knit picking to make hats, and booties from the sad stash that has spread outwards from my desk. In an attempt to start my Christmas items early I crocheted two minecraft creeper hatts. On for Sebastian since he loves the game of Minecraft and the other for Fox. To my surprise Fox loves the creeper hat and Sebastian of course wanted a zombie hat instead. Little turd ball! My husband whining and complaining for the last few months as to the unstarted tree that is suppose to reside on his blanket I made him earlier this year has decided to remind me of the said missing tree. As well as the lack of an army of Murlocs. Having been a while since casting on anything for my husband figured with the holidays fast approaching now would be a great time to get started on the murloc army. Just to again be distracted by knitting and crocheting yet more precious things for my nephew. With any luck and the baby shower just a week away maybe my baby fever will subside so to start on Christmas presents for my family and friends. Hoping to find out the sex of our newest member within the next few weeks allowing a break from baby items and a swarm of murlocs to take place. THen again this ADHD crafter might not make it that far.