Once upon a time there was a 5 year old who had a troubled time. She went through many phases. One of them was biting. Biting others, biting herself, biting things. Like blankies. A little vampire in the making.
So the little girl saw the error of her ways, and wanted to commission a new blankie. She wanted it made just for her, and promised that she wouldn't eat it. Her mom found a wonderful talented knitter to guilt into making a new 'Best Blankie' for her. The knitter of course panicked at the machine made 8 sts per inch pattern, and told the mom that it would have to be a bit bigger gauge. She sent the yarn home to have the little miss approve of the squish and the colour (it had to be just the right colour) and the little miss approved, even of the gauge change. The stiches would be bigger because there would be more love put into them. Little miss is very excited.
A little bit of the blankie that wasn't dead. Poor blankie.