Okay... This is the most bizarre accident happend to me with a tatted piece. Wanna hear my story?!
Well, today is a glorious day in Carolina, PR. Sunny and a warm winter breeze (around 80 degrees!). So I went to the backyard to tat outside. Yes, I'm working on my Spencer doily... Well, the telephone rang and I left everything in a small table outside and went to answer the phone. It was from the Coorporative Foment (Fomento Corporativo) returning my call. I'm trying to get the Puerto Rican Artisan License. 
Anyway, I was in the phone like for 8-10 minutes discussing what I need to present to the person that gives the licenses. while on the phone I heard a dreadful sound... A jingle bell!!!
Not a Xmas jingle bell. The jingle bell in the collar of the neighbor's cat! Well, my mom live in a small townhouses community. Her apartment in on the 1st floor and the neighbor with the "precious" cat lives in the next building on the 2nd floor. Well, to continue with the story... It appears that the cat was watching me from the back balcony as I was tatting and seeing a huge ball of thread (the bulky 1000 yds Aunt Lydia's) he got very interesting. So taking the opportunity that I went inside to answer the phone he came down from his balcony, to the fence into mom's backyard. Do I have to tell you the rest!!! 
The ball is not too tangle and I think I can save most of it, but the doily... Oh my precious doily!!! Ruined!!! The cat had a blast with it and left it in an unrecognizable state. 
Oh my!!! What I do now? Will I start it again? I don't know... For today I'll just cry. I'm not even going to scan it so you can see what a horrible tangle and mess of thread and kitty hair it is.
Hmm... I consider myself a Cat-Lover, but this time I was in a state that if I catch him I was going to strangle him! Bad, bad kitty!!! Oh well, is not his fault to be so curious... 
