Fourcolors

Guess what day it is?????  I hope you're well and safe; we're good here.

You've heard all about Benson, and at least one of you will remember our beloved Kylie (maybe some others have read the older posts here where Kylie was often featured as an unwilling knitwear model), but our days with Brewster go way back to the mid-1990s.  

Brewster was our first adopted rescue canine.  This was before the internet, so the local humane society would publish the dog mug shots in a local paper.  We saw a super cute beagle named Buttons, but by the time we got there she had been adopted.  Then they said - but, wait, we have Brewster!

When we went to Brewster's cage, he was sitting there, all fluffed up, very calmly (while other dogs went crazy, sort of Benson-style, LOL).  We got to meet him and thought he had the softest ears ever.  And they were quite long.  (He was also large for a beagle, and we always thought he might have some basset in him as well.) We liked him, he seemed to like us, so off we went.

There were a few surprises.  He was calm because he still had drugs from his recent neutering.  We got home and realized that he hadn't been house trained.  Then we found out that he liked to chew everything in sight and dig holes in the furniture.  Then, to top it all off, he came with a case of hookworm - which was easily treated, but it did make a mess of things.  He also seemed susceptible to kennel cough - this might have been before they had a good vaccine for it, or at least before it was widely recommended.

Anyway - we quickly learned how to help him.  He took to crate training, and would even go in there for naps or to sleep at night (until he was much older, then he took over a chair in my study).  We always had to watch him like a hawk because his love for chewing (and also eating things off of the counter) never really went away.  And a walk around the block would allow for so many territory markings that it would also empty his bladder.

Brewster lived to a ripe old age and left us with many, many funny stories.  Beagles are pretty happy-go-lucky, and Brewster certainly seemed very happy most of the time.  And he would set up quite the howl.

Since Brewster was mainly beagle, he wasn't really one color but three.  Tri.  So threecolors.  I've told you this long story because today the NNWA is fourcolors!!

The red does make the blue seem less jarring.  I suppose if I were to use the same purple and gray again, I might go with a darker blue and maybe a dark green.  But these are just fine.

I continue to love this yarn - Berocco Vintage Chunky.  As you can see, since it's so smooth and round it also has terrific stitch definition.  I've worked with lighter-weight yarns for so long I forgot how much easier it is to find and fix mistakes with these heavier yarns.  Another bonus!

I also did some work on my dad's slippers last evening, so that project is still moving forward as well!