It's a good thing I love my cat....yesterday when I was spending way too much money at the gem and jewelry show, Farwell got frustrated by having to stay inside due to more rain and jumped up to get my newly knitted, not-yet-worn sweater off the loom. He loves to grab hold with his teeth and knead my things--lucky me. This barely has my scent on it, but he had at it. I got home and the sweater was a twisted shape on the floor. Fortunately, only one sleeve seems to have suffered minor damage, so I didn't kill the cat. Plus, with all the colors and design, the little pull shouldn't really show.