I am not sure if he is worried about the looming deadline of Christmas next week . . . but Sweetie is taking his yarn to work . . .everywhere.

Last night, I sat on the sofa, knitting of course, and looked over at him in the chair where he sits . . .


And he was KNITTING!

Could I have created a monster?  Could my stash be in danger?

What have I done?!?!?!?!?