If you have a cat, perhaps you have observed how felines tend to corral their favorite things into one safe place. Case in point: My Birman boy, Taz, assumes ownership of all yarn remnants once I finish a knitting project. (If he had his way he would own it all from the start, but I am a mean mom.) My husband and I will often see small balls of yarn all over the house, sometimes unraveled into what looks like a laser beam circuit of geometric lines encompassing every leg of furniture in sight – all Taz’s handiwork. What is interesting is that Taz will periodically corral his balls of yarn into one place – in and around his dry food dish, as if to announce to the world that these most cherished items are HIS and he maintains a constant inventory. Taz and I were MFEO (made for each other), if for no other reason than our mutual love of yarn.