spin a yarn

Overheard at mielikki's house, reported to mielikki by Jack, the troublemaking black cat.

"Shhh- she's sleeping. Don't be waking her up! She'll turn on the lights and ruin our fun!"
"Which yarn should we tangle up, and how much of a tangle should we give it? There is so much good yarn laying around here. Plus, she will blame one of those four legged creature's she calls 'cat'."
"Aye, she will that. More than likely that 'jack' fellow. She blames him for everything."
"Yeah, poor bugger. Too bad we can't liberate him, but she'd get really upset and stop buying us yarn to tangle."
"I vote we attack that nice, sticky blue yarn that she's been working with. That'll really get her! The tangle should be tight, at least a three hour job, don't you think?"
"Sounds like a plan. She's been watching too much television, anyhow."

Jack was unable to describe the wee yarn tanglers that strike in the dead of night, but sat and watched very concerned-like this morning while I took the time to sort out the mess that was left for me. . .