"I'm up here, unstuffing animals," I called from my sunny, second-story porch to my downstairs neighbor standing in the snowy backyard.
She looked up at me with alarm.
"Oh. . . ," she said, light dawning, "you mean stuffed animals!"
Yes, stuffed animals. I'm not up here trapping squirrels.
It's finally warming up above freezing (49ºF/ 9ºC right now!), and I've started unstuffing and bathing toys that have been waiting for months. Bear repair is dusty, and a sloppy, wet mess: I don't much like to do it inside in the winter.
Happy dance!
This dirty, homemade, wool bear ^ came from a farm auction, $6 on eBay. I got the old suitcase for $1.99 from SVDP.
She looked up at me with alarm.
"Oh. . . ," she said, light dawning, "you mean stuffed animals!"
Yes, stuffed animals. I'm not up here trapping squirrels.
It's finally warming up above freezing (49ºF/ 9ºC right now!), and I've started unstuffing and bathing toys that have been waiting for months. Bear repair is dusty, and a sloppy, wet mess: I don't much like to do it inside in the winter.
Happy dance!
This dirty, homemade, wool bear ^ came from a farm auction, $6 on eBay. I got the old suitcase for $1.99 from SVDP.
