It’s Catgora harvest time! 😀 she hates it. Well, she hates having her tummy brushed. But just a brief working with the defurbalator shows you why she has to put up with it this time of year. Her language would make that proverbial sailor blush, but she was fairly well behaved for long enough. One of these days I’m going to get this stuff spun up and knit or weave something. It is so fine and soft that it makes angora rough by comparison. But now my nose is going to itch for a couple hours! lol