Once upon a time I had a bearded collie. When she moulted (cast to some of you), her hairs filled every corner of every space in the house. When I emptied the Hoover bag one day I got the idea of spinning my own dog wool and knitting a jumper with it. This meant I would have to learn to knit again - I learnt once when I was a kid and had forgotten how to do it. Looking at the guy in the picture I'm glad I never went any further with the idea.
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