Did my couch just burp?...

[msfledermaus]

I got home from work and after some brief but rewarding puttering involving soup, laundry, dishes and brownie-making, I planned to just settle in on my comfy couch with some knitting I'm trying to finish. It's a sleeveless top with some fair-isle in it, with shades of orange and rose. And now one ball is missing. It's been on the couch this morning. I shuffled the cushions, and it's not hiding under any of them. Or the couch blanket. Or the coffee table. Or under it, as far as I can reach...

As anyone who's been to my place can attest, my place is charmingly cluttered, but never really out of control. Everything's relatively tidy for the most part. So, there's no obvious place for the ball of yarn to hide...Which leaves me to several conclusions:

1: It magically teleported itself into the freezer.
2: It's hiding under my Solstice Shrub, waiting to position itself on my coffee table tomorrow just to make me crazy.
3: My couch ate it. Literally ate the yarn. It's never exhibited aggressive yarn-gobbling before...why now? Have I been neglecting it? Maybe it's trying to get attention by acting out...

I'm going to rest a minute, then check around the couch again...but if I hear munching noises, this couch is gonna PAY!!

Comments

[ravengirl.livejournal.com]

Couch of Doom! Eviiiillll.

Wait. Have you checked with the goats?

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

Hmmmm...I will see if Neighbor Boy Peaty has been letting Vera into my house while I'm out.
*punches speed-dial*

Hello, Peaty-Peat? It's your lovely neighbor. Look, hon, have you been letting farm animals into my living room while I'm at work? *Listens closely*
No? Huh. Couldn't get the geese up the stairs? That explains all the feathers in the back hallway. Are you sure, say, a goat perhaps wasn't up here, munching wool? Nope? She's at Farmer Ted's befriending a baby cow? That's so cute!! But okay, no yarn-munching...

So. It has to be the couch. *gives it a stern eye*

[ravengirl.livejournal.com]

Couch of DOOM!!! I'm tellin' ya. I don't know how you LIVE with that couch. I mean, goats and geese HAVE to eat. That couch just has a taste for yarn, me thinks.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

I think it's just trying to get me to spend more time with it instead of doing all that tiresome cleaning and whatnot...Poor couch.
*pat pat pat*