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On the Eleventh Day of Dizzy...

Sigh... Sticky things, the bane of being fuzzy.
Sigh... Sticky things, the bane of being fuzzy.

On the eleventh day of Dizzy, Dizzy’s deals to me…

Yarn as soft as kittens,

Something Malabrigo,

Tweeds and marls exciting,

Sharp and pointy objects,

Squishy sheepy fleecies,

Many stunning colors,


Chunky bulky yarns,

Soft single plies,

Something al-pac-a,

And a great yarn for socks for my feet!

Everyone is enjoying candy canes, but I tend to avoid them. I have a general fear of sticky things, being that I’m so fuzzy. It’s not fun to have things stuck to you, and especially the ripping them out part.

Perhaps it’s all of the festivities, or just my sweet tooth, but today I’m feeling adventurous! I’m going to try and eat a candy cane without getting it stuck to me.

Alright, take a deep breath. This is very exciting. Just have to make sure I stay focused and… mmm, hey that’s pretty good! Delicious sweet mintiness!

Ow! Wait, no, don’t stick to me! Bad candy cane! Ugh! Oh, that’s making it worse! Oh, boy!