Very, very wrong.
This is what I found in my living room when I got out of bed this morning. After yelling, '"WHAT DID YOU DO????", she didn't seem the least bit remorseful. Oh I think I am in charge of a spoiled little puppy. Poochie got to spend the next two hours in her kennel while I did my best to untangle my yarn. I was able to save most of it, but it was still a pain. Winding this skein the first time was a nightmare after finding six cut ends in the skein, and how I have a half dozen even smaller balls from where I couldn't get the knots out.
Then, not five minutes after I let her out of the kennel, Poochie jumps on a chair and tries to grab one of the balls of yarn!! Argh!!! This dog!!! I think she has just overstayed her welcome.
I'm starting to think this project is doomed. Do I dare to even continue?