Often as I craft I feel a tug on my wool and turn to find the cat hanging onto the end of it. Or I will go to reach for a certain colour of roving to find my deaf staffy cross having a go at wet felting it all on her own.
Monday, 30 December 2013
Crafting companions.
When ever I am crafting I always have loyal companions. The older dogs are usually happy with just a look and sniff at what I am doing. The cat and the younger dog however are a different matter.
Often as I craft I feel a tug on my wool and turn to find the cat hanging onto the end of it. Or I will go to reach for a certain colour of roving to find my deaf staffy cross having a go at wet felting it all on her own.
Often as I craft I feel a tug on my wool and turn to find the cat hanging onto the end of it. Or I will go to reach for a certain colour of roving to find my deaf staffy cross having a go at wet felting it all on her own.
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