meet sam
Meet Sam. Over a year ago Sam began his growth but was soon bagged in favor of other projects. The girls, Annie especially, have been begging (or bugging) me to finish making him on a monthly since. When I discovered the sack in which he resided while cleaning out the craft room he looked so sad, lonely, faceless, and in pieces (literally). I decided at that time that he needed to be completed. Fortunately, there wasn’t much else to do other than make his legs, tail, and cheek puffs and to assemble him. The job only took a couple of hours of my time. Now look at him. Sam is a happy, healthy, stuffed cat that can’t hold his head up on his own. And the girls love him to pieces (figuratively). Mimi has been carrying him around ever since, and Annie is demanding another kitty so that she has one to carry around, too. Isn’t Annie such a wonderful big sister to not even question that the first kitty would belong to Mimi? The only complaint I have about Sam is that he was like trying to frost a chocolate cake with white icing. That white stuffing shows up everywhere, and Sam is a lint trap.
