Yarned

I was walking down the street the other day when I felt something tugging in my bag. At first I thought it was my cell phone vibrating, but I checked, and it wasn't. I kept walking- more tugging.
I realized that my knitting had been left behind, and I had been trailing yarn with me- from behind the desk at the Bad Dog Theatre, out the door, down the street- all the way to the Black Swan.
I felt like that Billy kid in Family Circus... Except he's hilarious.

I don't get it.