There’s a hole in my sweater

So I have a small assemblage of house sweaters.  What can I say.  The house is old and drafty, and I work from home.  Warmth often wins out over fashion.

One of my very favorite house sweaters (a gray cashmere cardigan with pockets) seems to have sprung a leak.  Let me be more specific.  It’s sprung several leaks.  It’s got a good sized hole on the back of the shoulder (snagged on a dead tree while climbing on rocks), two little holes on the front near the bottom (embers from a camp fire if the char marks are any indicator), and a spot or two on the wrist (kittens are the likely culprits here).

But cashmere.  And pockets.  And gray.  And oh so cozy.  You can’t possibly expect me to just throw it away.  That would be no fun at all.  But by the same token, the holes are numerous enough (and the yarn fine enough) that trying to mend them invisibly would be frustrating at best (doable, but frustrating).  So instead?

We’ll take another route entirely!