The John Hancock

The bank has signed.

Next, an appraiser. (Or two.)

But it's looking good.



Oh, and the socks? The kittens decided to help me with them this morning. When I found them, Than Chai had chewed the skein off the sock-in-progress and was wolfing down yarn like spaghetti, while Fa Sing created Art from the skein.

No permanent damage done to anyone...though I was tempted to inflict some. Thank God for the Russian join! Sock and skein have been reunited.