The tote bag is coming along. I have two pockets-to-be sitting on my worktable.
Just because, here’s a photo showing one of them with the foundation in process, patches being added:
My progress has been a little slower than I’d like. Our accident prone pup (who may need a miracle to survive to adulthood) got sick over the weekend. We spent yesterday afternoon at the emergency vet’s trying to figure out what was causing him such major intestinal distress. Bizarrely enough for Jeff and I, this was the same emergency vet, in the same examining room, where three weeks earlier we lost Wyatt. It was not a place we wanted to be. This time, however, we walked out the door with our dog still with us so that was a plus (even if we did spend more than I like to think about finding out what wasn’t making Cooper sick).
The good news is that today, finally, he seems to have bounced back. (Fingers crossed for tomorrow). One of the results of his being sick though was a day without walks. Uh-oh. Suddenly, as he felt better, there was a sudden onslaught of puppy energy.
Figure me still valiantly trying to get work done in the sewing room. As Cooper rolled around on his back and barked just because he really had to do something:
And when that didn’t work, there was always dragging bolts of fabric around the sewing room:
Well, bolts of fabric, and Fast2Fuse, and fabric stacked on a chair, and wool stuffing found under the dresser and . . .
I think we’re both going to be happier when he’s well enough for a good (tiring) walk!
I can’t complain at the moment though. One, because we much prefer a happy trouble making pup to a too-sick-to-be-bad one. Two, because he’s curled up on his favorite spot (the stone slab of the fireplace) sound asleep. I’d take his picture but no way am I going to risk waking him up!