Knotty

So about a week ago I was working on Andrew's scarf. I am loving the yarn, the pattern, the way everything is turning out. As I am knitting though, I go quickly from my bedroom to the kitchen to grab something to eat. Time sure can get lost in your stitches and I was starving. I was not even gone five minutes and I return to my room only to find that it looked my working yarn had thrown up all over my floor! And then I see her. There sits Chloe with that "what did I do" look stamped right across her puppy face. OK, this is fine I thought, it happened, nothing I can do about it now. I picked up my yarn and tried to arrange in a way I could still use it all. So far so good and I was still able to knit quite a bit. Today though, I come to a huge, I mean huge knot. I tried and tried to untangle it, but at this point I have had enough. I am sad to say I broke the yarn and tied on a new skein. I have put the mess in my basket for another day but am so sad. The yarn was fabulous and I don't even want to think about having to un-do all those awful knots.