The weather is getting colder and wetter and Nysse is spending more time indoors, even entire nights. During the warm season his usual routine was to go out late in the evening, and whichever human in the house woke up first would start their day by opening the doors towards the wooden deck just wide enough to let him in – and within 5 minutes he’d come galloping.

He’s warm and dry in the house, but apparently also a wee bit bored. For the first time ever he’s shown interest in my balls of yarn. I’ve been knitting right in front of him for months and as long as I don’t dangle something in his face, he just ignores it. Today, all of a sudden, he was attacking my yarn. I confiscated my hand-dyed merino wool very quickly, but he could borrow the cheap orange acrylic that I use for miscellaneous stuff (like tying things together, or lifelines).