Last night after woods class, I was all excited to finish the Argo Wool Works samples wall chart. I had designed it and punched quarter-inch circles from all the wool felt colors I had earlier in the day.
After gluing them on, I realized they were just too big :(
Today I re-worked the chart and punched out another batch of eighth-inch samples. I would have considered 3/16-inch, but that punch is somewhere I cannot find :/
As I mentioned, I’ve had to cover the build with a carefully folded and tucked sheet secured with binder clips, to prevent Scarlett from demolishing it. Alas, her super-burrowing powers have proven superior to my defense effort. This is her wondering why I’m using my big voice?
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oh dear… Husband took one look at the picture and asked what she was in. To which I replied: ‘Where should she not be? That’s where she’s at.’ I’ll give him credit, he did know it was somewhere a Bit Not Good.
Not to play my cat is worse than your cat…but at least Scarlett hasn’t attacked your electrical wires or pulled down the lights. I’ve found miniature plugs chewed off.
Though if I had handmade poppies carefully pulled up and scattered I might just use my big voice too.
She is terribly adorable though.
‘Where should she not be? That’s where she’s at.’
That pretty much sums it up. I’ve been lulled, apparently, by having pleasantly respectful adult boy cats for some time. This new one is an affectionate hellion. The big voice was effective, though. At least this once. There’s (perhaps) a bigger life lesson about impermanence and… due diligence and defense fortification?
Ever since I’ve started doing dollhouses I’ve had the Miniature Building Inspector. I highly recommend plexi glass cases and hinged walls. Scarlett seems as if she’s taking lessons from my Tali.
Perhaps Scarlet could disclose to you the location of the punch…as long as you don’t use that big voice.
Paint brushes, yes. Any small container full of smaller parts, yes. Anything felted, yes. Anything that could be sucked up by the vacuum cleaner and lost forever, you’re welcome. Thus far, she is the poster child of mayhem and scatter.
Oh, those eyes! I know I would forgive all manner of crimes and misdemeanors.
Yes. Well. As writer Dan Greenberg observes, “There is, incidentally, no way of talking about cats that enables one to come off as a sane person.”
Resistance is futile. That sweet face and those beautiful eyes….
Maybe she was a miniaturist in a former life?
But she fits so well! I’m thankful my cats have no interest in my tiny stuff.