Snitch...

 

"Snitches get stitches."  We've all heard that from the cop shows.

Joan is working on a sewing project; it's been a while since she's done that.  This one isn't to make one of her cool quilts, but to design and sew some covers for the arms of our low-height patio furniture.  We bought it after being told it wears decent in the Phoenix summers.  The reality: not so much.

The two chairs and couch have a woven, wicker look to everything but the cushions.  When not in use, or when rain or dust storms are predicted, Joan keeps the furniture covered.  Even having been covered, the wicker(ish) looking arms and across the top of the back are disintegrating, due to the Gates of Hell climate here.  And for the record, this furniture is under the pergola, and frequently in the shade thanks to 3 large patio umbrellas... Mother Nature laughs at these efforts.

So, to get another season or two out of this furniture (it is not quite two years old), Joan is making covers for the horizontal surfaces of the furniture.  She started out with trying to hot glue some of the deteriorating bits - that was less that successful.  But, it did give Murphy something to play with: he hopped up onto the countertop, scarfed one of the glue sticks, and was having a ball playing "floor hockey" with it.

Joan was outside messing with the furniture, so I wrestled it from him before he glued his innards.  Then told Joan she needed to keep those glue sticks under cover so Murph couldn't sneak away with one...

 And that's where the title of this post came from.  Yes, Murphy called me "a snitch."  I was just looking out for him, 'cause that's part of my CatDad obligation.

It got to hot to mess with the furniture outside, so Joan brought one of the chairs into the living room and started working on a pattern for the arm covers (3 lefts and 3 rights)...

 I am told this will be a multi-day project.  So, more stuff in the house for Murphy to mess with.  ;-)