Not a Cat Wrangler After All
So this was supposed to be an at least vaguely amusing post about Woodworker’s Safety Week. You see, Kari Hultman (a.k.a. The Village Carpenter), posted a funny blog entry in honor of Safety Week with pictures of her dogs.
Now, you could say that I’m a bit of an ailurophile , so I came up with an idea (in retrospect, it was an idea doomed from the start), to use one of my cats’ paws as if it were a toothing plane. So just before we left work today, Editor Christopher Schwarz (also a cat lover) took a few passes on a piece of pine with a toothing plane, and I took it home to mock up a picture of my youngest cat scratching furrows in the board, then a picture of her claws with little plastic sleeves (cut from coffee stirrers) to show how to properly store your pawlane (say it fast — it almost works) when it’s not in use.
Yeah, that didn’t work so well. I have furrows in my arm instead.