Despite having been absent from this blog for some time, I have not been idle. My bags have been popular so I decided I wanted to try out some applique and see how it flies.
From the reactions I've gotten, I'd say I need to make a few more.
As you all know, I have two cats. Both cats try to stuff themselves into a small wicker basket sitting atop my computer desk. Given that they are both growing to be rather large creatures I decided it wasn't going to work. If they aren't there they are usually on top of my fabric stash shelving made from crates.
I have no issue with this until they start playing and one of them falls off. Since it's a bunch of milk crates piled fairly high, I'm afraid they are going to bring everything down with them one of these times and I have a glass dining room table not far from it.
I decided it was time to make them their own beds.
They do seem to be comfortable. At least, Fiona seems to be pleased
But, the majority of the time they still either stuff themselves into a small basket, climb the "Crates of Fabric" mountain, or hang out in the kitchen which I just decorated. I'm not sure Rory particularly likes the taste of the plastic forest, but he certainly enjoys dodging me while I spray him so he'll quit. We've got quite a game going; do you remember those ducks at the carnival that floated back and forth while you sprayed them with a water pistol? Yeah, well, my aim still needs work.
From the reactions I've gotten, I'd say I need to make a few more.
I have no issue with this until they start playing and one of them falls off. Since it's a bunch of milk crates piled fairly high, I'm afraid they are going to bring everything down with them one of these times and I have a glass dining room table not far from it.
I decided it was time to make them their own beds.
They do seem to be comfortable. At least, Fiona seems to be pleased
But, the majority of the time they still either stuff themselves into a small basket, climb the "Crates of Fabric" mountain, or hang out in the kitchen which I just decorated. I'm not sure Rory particularly likes the taste of the plastic forest, but he certainly enjoys dodging me while I spray him so he'll quit. We've got quite a game going; do you remember those ducks at the carnival that floated back and forth while you sprayed them with a water pistol? Yeah, well, my aim still needs work.
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