In the interest of full disclosure, I left the sock that serves as a dog chew and the big ol’ orthopedic dog bed in front of the fireplace. Because when you are an elderly beagledor retriever with a weight problem, there is nothing better than laying in front of the fire chewing on a sock. Here is my knitting spot. I’m hoping the places the basset hound chewed the chair don’t show.


[Thanks Kate! I kind of like the dog bed myself, makes it more homey :)--laurie]