When Good Cats Go Bad

For those of you that read my blog regularly, you know that Echo is the good cat and rarely does anything to get in trouble.  He has always been good around my quilting things and the quilts, preferring just to either watch quietly from the sidelines, or test the quilts for softness, etc.

Until yesterday.  Given his history, I thought he could be trusted unsupervised with my string quilt blocks I had laid out for assembly.

Apparently not.

I was only gone for a couple of minutes or it could have been worse.  I think the mistake was laying out the quilt near some of his packing peanuts he has on the floor of my office.  See that white thing by the chair leg.  It's a packing peanut.  Those things are like kitty crack for Echo.  He HAD been playing with that one under my desk.  I also found a renegade sunflower seed under one of the blocks I straightened out, so I suspect that contributed to his deliquency as well.

I am off to a quilting day at Dawn's and first priority is to get the string quilt top assembled and the back pieced so I can get the quilt to my longarmer early next week.  She is squeezing me in before she shuts down for the summer.  Isn't that nice of her?

Here's one more picture of Echo admiring his handy work.