Little Bundle O' Love

I adopted Piccolo in March of 2003, about a month after Penny died. Gidget, riding shotgun, and I drove to Lake Orion, Michigan. I arranged the adoption before I looked at a map to find out where it was. What I thought would be a short drive ended up being near Detroit. We met at the foster mother's house, and both agreed that I take her home. The door to the house closed behind us, and Piccolo did not want to get in the car. I eventually coaxed her in and after we got home, she spent the first night hiding under the sofa. I was told when I adopted her that she didn't like men. But clearly, from the photo, you can see that she is In Love with the Man. Piccolo spends lots of time snuggling up next to us. She's usually at my side when I'm working on a project, and has been a source of inspiration. Her coloring is just beautiful, white with shades of tan, brown and black. I love knitting for her. I think she appreciates it more than the Man. I made a sweater for him once, eight years ago, for our first Christmas together. I think he was mortified that I spent so much time on it. It gets worn on holidays only. The man works in construction, and doesn't want to ruin it. I made him one pair of socks a few years ago, that he has never worn. He says they're too nice. I made him a dickey one Christmas, thinking that for work it would be more practical than a scarf, but he said, "I'm not wearing a dickey!" I put it in a knitting bag, and now I can't find it. He's changed his mind about wearing it, I think.