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Scraphappy (birth)Day – June

Pssst!

I’ve got something to tell you.

Make it quick Short Stuff I need my sleep.

Well, today is the 15th of June so not only is it Scraphappy Day – hence the basket of felt scraps –

but it’s also The Servant’s birthday.

She’s how old? I don’t believe you.

It’s true, she remembers The Clangers * and she was even a bit too old for them then.

I’ve got her this flower.  What have you got her?

Let me think…..

Hmmm.  I’ve given her plenty of mice before but she doesn’t seem to like them.  She looks cross and calls me disgusting so I think you’re off the hook.

I’ll have to think of something else.  Maybe a lizard.

What are you doing done up like a cat’s dog’s dinner anyway?

She made me this little waistcoat out of scrap felt.

It even has a little vent to accommodate my tail.

I think the embroidery and the gold button from the vintage button jar make me look as if I’m wearing a Mayoral chain of office.

My whiskers are made from real horse hair taken from The Servant’s friend’s horse – does that count as scrap?

I’ve no idea, now shift over and let me get some shut eye, I think The Servant has spun this tale of a very small scrap project out for long enough now.

 

 

For my non-British readers.  The Clangers (1969-1974) was a series that chronicled the melancholically funny lives of the Clangers, a flutey-voiced family of woolen, knitted aliens living below the surface of a knobbly little planet far out in space. Their misadventures brought them into contact with such unlikely creatures as the Soup Dragon, the Froglets, the Iron Chicken and the Glow Buzzers.  (IMDb)

 

 

Scraphappy Day is organised by Kate & Gun for anybody who wants to make new things from scraps of any kind – doesn’t have to be fabric or yarn.  Here’s a list of participants – both regular and occasional – if you want to have a look at the sort of things you can do with scraps.

Contact Kate (first name on the list) if you want to join in.

KateGun, TittiHeléneEvaSue, Lynn (me), Lynda,
Birthe, Turid, Susan, Cathy,  Tracy, Jill, Claire, Jan,
Moira, SandraLindaChrisNancyAlysKerryClaireJean,
Joanne, Jon, HayleyDawnGwen, Connie, Bekki, Pauline,
Sue L, Sunny and Kjerstin

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A Tale of Two Kitties Part 2 – Yuki’s Story So Far

Hello, my name is Yuki (apparently the younger human in this house is a fan of all things Japanese) and I want to explain why the older human isn’t blogging about sewing or knitting or dogs or getting anything else done at all.YukiDay2 (11)Yuki

You might have read that I got stuck behind a wall.  My mum must have dropped me there and couldn’t get me out.  I cried and cried but the human who lives next to the barn had gone away for a couple of days and nobody heard me.  In the end, I couldn’t make any noise at all.

Suddenly, somebody realised I was there and got me out.

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Are you my Mummy?

I am very tiny now because I missed my food for two days and the human took me next door to where there is usually somebody home and they are used to animals like me.

They put me in a spare bedroom because there are big cats who live here and also big dogs.

Even though the humans came and played with me a lot – they say I’m cute – I felt a bit lonely and followed them around and sucked on their feet.  I liked to sit inside the human’s t-shirts and go to sleep and they said they might make me something called a ‘papoose’ to keep me warm.

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I’m not sure how to play with this and there is something inside that makes a loud noise.

Suddenly, there was a fuss and the human from next door made a delivery

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It was my sister

Then he came back

YukiDay2 (6)I think that’s my brother

and finally

YukiDay2 (8)Somebody else to show me how to play ball.

There are four of us living in the spare room now so I have warm fur to snuggle up with.

The humans here say I need to put on weight.  I weigh 270g and the others weigh 470g but they say I have now survived two nights since being stuck so they are hopeful.  The others are lapping from saucers but I’m still having a bottle as I’m so little.

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That will be me soon!

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There is a bowl of stones in the room and I think we are supposed to do our ‘business’ in there.  Here’s my big brother showing me how it’s done.  I don’t know how he knows this – cats are just clever I think.

The humans have said that, if I survive, even though there are already four big cats living here, even though they said ‘no more cats ever’, I have such ‘character’, they couldn’t possibly part with me.

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I don’t know why, do you?

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Flo’s Five-A-Day

Hello all, it’s Flo the guest blogger again.  The Missus is in a slight depression because she is on some sort of ‘fast’ – something to do with not buying any fabric for a year or something – so she said I could do the post today.

This is me – gorgeous aren’t I?  I am not on a fast of any sort.  In fact I wanted to make sure that, like me, you are getting your five portions of fruit and veg a day so that you too can be glossy and beautiful with a nice wet nose.

Rescue Dog

I love fruit and will go to great lengths to get it.  I like it when mangoes are ‘two for the price of one’ in the market because the Missus won’t notice if I take one out of the fruit bowl.  I just need to make sure she doesn’t find the chewed up stone on the rug like she did last time.  She said ‘fruit doesn’t grow on trees you know’ which is patently untrue because here is a picture of me posing beneath my favourite tree where the plums hang down low enough for me to reach.  I think she was trying to be funny because she laughed a lot after she said it although the rest of the humans groaned.

Dog with Plums

I was quite upset when the plums were finished but now I’ve found that I love figs.  Apart from the Missus, who eats them with cream cheese and bagels, the humans in the house don’t like figs so she used to pick them and share them with me and my boys and the chickens.  I call the other dogs ‘my boys’ because, even though I’m the youngest and I’m a girl, I’m in charge and I boss them around.  The Missus calls me a ‘dominant bitch’  – is that a good thing do you think?

Dog eating Fig

Here I am with one of the figs that I sourced myself.  I would prefer it with cream cheese too but don’t want to push my luck.

dog licking lips

They really are delicious.  I don’t mind if I get the ones with wasp poo inside either.

Dog eating figs from tree

This is why the Missus doesn’t share with me any more.  I pick my own.

dog picking figs

Sometimes I have to get a bit inventive but it’s all in a good cause.  It is very important to get your five a day.  I actually prefer fifteen or twenty.

Taz

My oldest boy ‘Taz’ relies on me to shake down some fruit for him as he’s not quite as athletic as he used to be.  I don’t mind though because he has introduced me to the delights of windfall apples.

Dog Tennis Ball

The other one is only interested in his tennis ball – you can tell by my face what I think of his silliness.

The Missus says that she thinks I might be addicted but at least clearing up after me in the garden is a much more ‘fruity’ experience which I think might be a good thing.  However, she doesn’t seem quite so pleased about the other results which are often to be heard (and smelt, apparently) when I’m lying on the sofa in the evening.

Maybe you should just stick to five portions.

Do your pets eat fruit? It can’t just be me can it?

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