Isabel has a new wubby, which she sleeps with every night, without fail. It is an off-white cable knit cashmere sweater, that was a favorite of mine until i spilled something down the front of it, and failed miserably in my attempt at removing the stain. I learned a valuable lesson that i will not repeat – that bleach and white wool do not get along. My attempt at spot treating the stain with a small amount of bleach only made the situation worse, as I later found out that white wool effectively burns and turns ORANGE when bleached. Not quite ready to toss out an expensive and otherwise loved cashmere sweater, I left it lying around, contemplating whether it could be reborn as a throw pillow or something else. But Isabel soon claimed it as her own.
The old cashmere sweater is now a permanent fixture at the foot of our bed, and every night you can watch the same ritual being perfomed – Kneading the sweater, with eyes closed or sometime partially opened, her eyeballs rolling back in her head, and purring at full volume. Sometimes she stretches herself out along a single arm of the sweater. Sometimes she circles a few times and plants herself in the center, with the arms encircling. A few times we’ve offered to open the body of the sweater, and she climbs inside, and sticks her head outside the neck hole, as if she were wearing it. All in all, its pretty cute. There will be no getting rid of this sweater anytime soon.
