I managed to fit some sewing into my life the other evening! What a rare treat! It was a little job I've been meaning to do for, oh, only about two years. Maybe three. See, we have this little doggie doorstop...
And he used to live downstairs, where Putnum bunny also resided. Apparently, nobody had ever informed Putnum that as a herbivore, leather doorstops (and, for that matter, Toblerone bars!) shouldn't really form part of his diet. Because this little dog gradually developed several holes. He also lost all but two of his whiskers.
To preserve what was left of him, we moved him up to our bedroom (we had a stairgate, to keep Putnum downstairs. He could quite easily climb up the stairs, but was too scared to climb down, so he'd end up stuck upstairs for hours). But I never quite got around to doing anything about the holes until last week.
I cut some little snippets of fabric from my BEAUTIFUL stash of fat quarters and pinned them in place, carefully folding the edges and corners in. It was quite tricky to fit the flat patches onto such a curved and squishy shape. I eventually worked out it was much easier to stab the pins directly into the dog (sorry dog!) instead of pinning them in-and-out in the usual fashion.
Honey came over to say hello while I was working on him. She did not, however, attempt to ingest him, thank heavens. She's rather more sensible about what she eats. Only marginally, though.
After an evening of careful stitching, he was looking so much chirpier.
He's got a lot more to wag his tail about, I think!