The sound of clacking needles that had filled the house all afternoon ceased. The sudden quiet that took its place seemed almost palpable. The soft hum of a girl began as she fiddled with the project. She smiled as she worked, excited to see her project finished.
It had been a steady week of yarn tangled with knitting needles. Despite the issues, she was impressed with her work. She turned in her seat and lifted her cat from his perch on the chair back. She settled the cat in her lap and began to tug the mass of yarn over his head.
The cat yowled and scrambled down. The yarn wings of a bat flopped around as he stalked away from the chair. Pointed ears stood straight atop his head. The cat bit at the outfit and tugged. The costume didn't budge. The cat rolled around on the floor, yet the costume remained in place. A growl accompanied the cat's glare.