We are often asked, with all those sheep, what do we do with all the wool? Our flock is too small to sell the wool clip commercially, and having coloured sheep and all sorts of breeds in the mix doesn't help. I actually spin a lot of it into yarn. Then it's either sold or knitted into things or both. Lately I have taken possession of a small table loom. This came at a negligible cost (fixing someone's spinning wheel, a quick lesson and a couple of batts of wool roving ready to spin) and it was probably free because it's ancient and hasn't been used in 30 years. I know this because of the dates of the newspapers used as loom papers for the old project still on it. Still, I was willing to give it a crack, although the small furry bodies circling like sharks really should have warned me it wouldn't be that easy.
Warping a loom is the most difficult aspect of the whole process, requiring lots of long, even, straight, untangled lengths of yarn ready to be put on as the basis for the weaving. Not tested as a possible musical instrument by the cat.
Those yellow threads are ment to be neat and straight, looped around the chair, not played like a harp.
It didn't work as a guitar either, or even a hammock. It was useless as a bed to lie on, and although Jeremy did try to straighten out the mess, having three out of four paws caught in it made this impossible.
With the rain bucketing down outside I thought it would be a good afternoon's project but made a mental note to move anything like this to a CEZ (Cat Exclusion Zone) first.