He came home with the cone of yarn I ordered from Catnip Yarns.
Paul told me the conversation he had with the guy at the post office. It went like something this:
Guy, looking at the package: Hmmm.. from Catnip Yarn.
Paul: Yeah, she knits.
Guy: I sure wouldn't want a sweater made of catnip. I'd have cats all over me.
Paul: Neither would I. But with all the cats, it may be really warm.
That's what you get when 2 men who don't knit talk about yarn.
This morning I woke up from a dream of many cats, many catnip, and many sweaters. So I just had to draw the guy wearing a catnip sweater.