The best laid plans...

I fully intended to come home from work yesterday and get back into the wonky log cabin groove, but instead was met by this: possibly the most miserable cat ever.

So miserable I had to capture it with my camera, which angered him even more.

So instead happily stitching away with an ear cocked toward bad Monday prime time TV, we spent most of the night at the emergency vet clinic.

He's much better today and very happy to be home, but there was no sewing going on.