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Knit Night - A tale of knitterly caution.

Part 9.

Finally, a shot of the evening's innocent victim. My poor baby sheep was stuffed willynilly into a dog sweater. Just look at that face. The horrors this little guy must have endured have permanently scared him.

This is knit night at The Irish Ewe. Be warned.

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