For some reason, Penny is particularly fond of this quilt.
Not that she would be at all interested in dressing up in crinolines and pinafores.
But she most certainly could come up with good uses for marbles or a butterfly net.
I made this quilt after the death of a beloved cat, Eloise. She was old (only 13, actually, but with an air of Methuselah about her) and suffered from almost every ailment known to felines: food allergies and mast cell tumors in particular. The allergies left her with an over-grooming habit, which left her mostly bald and the tumorsâ€”well, you don’t even want to know the details. Suffice it to say, she was not anything particularly lovely to behold.
She was quite generous with her criticism, but somehow I always knew the complaints were proof of her love. After allâ€”she wouldn’t have bothered me with them if she didn’t trust me to generate results. In her last few months, I put my foot down, stopped forcing the anti-cancer meds down her throat and fed her whatever she wanted, which was mostly babyfood and bacon fat. She may have died a bit more quickly as a result, but she was as happy a camper as a life-long crab could be.