Kind of a cool, cloudy day here in Hoosierville...my very favorite. I'm actually thinking about lighting the fireplace to see if Stewey will want to enjoy a few hours toasting his very tiny little buns. For now, though, he seems quite content to hang out in his little bed in front of the patio window:![]()
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The bit of blue that you see on his leg is a "compression bandage" that I MacGivered to help with the swelling. The tumor is causing a problem with blood flow, so applying the bangage is supposed to help...almost like support panty hose. Fortunately, he doesn't seem to mind it at all, and I think it is really helping.
You know Stewey...anything to accessorize a look.
Progress on Vaceila continues. I keep thinking that I'm going to get bored with her and want a change of pace, but so far, so good. Maybe I'll just keep going until the bitter end:
I had a very happy trip to the Michael's yesterday morning. I ran out of the DMC gold metallic thread and figured I would have to order it, but lo and behold, there it was right there in the stitchy aisle! I think I even danced a little jig right there in front of God and everybody, since it meant that I was able to come home and continue stitching without having to fret.
Who's happier than me?
Hope your Futzingday is equally as lovely. Do something fun and come tell us all about it!