I don't actually think embroidering for cats is a worthwhile idea, but my daughter does. She is 3. 3-year-olds have awesome ideas. So anyway, she found this work in progress on the bed the other day, with our little old lady kitty Chessie right next to it, and she wanted to know if the embroidery was for Chessie.
All it needs is whiskers, ribbon trim, some kinda thingie for hanging it, and maybe not so many embroidery hoops. What I meant to do was take all these hoops up to where I keep my embroidery stuff but, ha ha, that did not happen. I am just amazed the bed looks like it had been made that day. Since then the hoops have made it as far as the bottom of the stairs. Which is also not where I keep my embroidery stuff.
My little old lady kitty has such a delicate beauty, now that she's so very old and thinned out. She is 16 which I suppose is 97 billion in cat years; very blind but still happy to eat and happy to follow the splashes of warm sunlight that migrate through the house and happy to eat some more and then very, very happy to snooze next to my feet at night.
By the way, my pursuit of the Great Print On-Demand T-Shirt had a truly fabulous development last week. I was so so so thrilled with the latest test. My special photographer buddy was gonna take a picture of me in it but then the latest plague hit our house (it's our first year of day care: we catch, and hold on to, every germ in town)! I was quite horizontal for a few days there -- now I'm upright and so much better and more cheerful, but I feel I ought to wait for photos until my freakish Elizabethan pallor surrenders to my normal (but still awfully white) Victorian fairness.
