There is nothing like picking up a lot of stitches to make you nervous. Will your stitch count match the pattern? Will the button bands like flat or pull your sweater into an unflattering shape? A lot of things could go wrong.
Somehow or another, though, I survived. Arlo is now blocking so I can set in the sleeves and sew up the side seams.
I had quality help.
Harry, with that typical Maine Coon Cat personality, was deeply concerned about my progress and kept sitting down on my knitting. To show that he cared, of course.
At the end, he was very proud. Me too. Arlo is the most complicated sweater I have ever knit and I wouldn't have gotten to this point without a lot of help from my knitting friends. And from Harry.