Despite the cooing responses to the last post here on Knitters-Knitters, I must buck popular opinion and say that I find the current state of affairs objectionable.
Allow me to illustrate.
Let's pretend you're a young pup setting out on your own to join a human family. When you get to your new home, it comes with a spaniel roommate. Fortunately she's an agreeable being -- an older gal -- who enjoys quiet pursuits with the occasional game of chase. The two of you become good friends: sisters, almost. Years pass, roommate falls ill and is eventually taken from you. At first, you are quite sad indeed. Then you are very sad. Then you are a little sad, but you're not sure why anymore. Finally you are no longer sad. Your humans notice you've settled into a new routine. There's more bounce in your step.
No sooner have you adjusted when Alpha and Beta bring home a new roommate for you.
But instead of another mature, woman-about-town like yourself, your roommate is a bratty teenager who you are sure guzzles down energy drinks when no one is looking.
Her voice sounds like a squeaker toy being pummeled to death, and she talks a LOT.
And you? You're supposed to get excited over the prospect of educating her in the Sacred Dogly Arts.
Welcome to my world.