I received my package from Kookie (aka Bailey) for the Prim Pals Won’t You Be My Valentine Swap. Isn’t it great!!! I was so happy to get another package in the mail. The little mouse in the heart is precious!
I have not posted her package because I was a bad partner and sent hers off Friday morning. I was several days late. I cannot wait for her to get it!!
I finished up a couple stitcheries, they are little and might be pin cushions or something. I haven’t decided or had time to figure it out yet. The first one is a free download from Bird in the Hand Primitives, Robin is very generous and is forever coming up with the greatest designs, you can embroider them, make a doll from some, punch needle them, wool applique, they are the greatest designs.
Here is the second one and it is from the same site the button pillow came from here. Again another generous talented woman.
I wanted to mention another little tid-bit about the Thelma situation and then I will not bug you any longer about it. Some of you already know the story but I wanted to mention it for the ones who don’t. Tuesday night I could not sleep and I stayed up late quilting and crying and praying. I was praying for some type of sign that my husbands idea that an owl got Thelma was true. I mean there is really no other explanation that makes sense, even though the owl deal wasn’t making sense to me.
Well, Wednesday I still couldn’t sleep so I was looking at the news on line and came across an article from Chicago where apparently a Chihuahua was attacked while its owner was walking it, on a leash, the owl tried to carry the poor little pup off. The owner was able to scare the owl off and the pup survived. I thought that was pretty weird, how often do you see an article on the news about that.
But the story does not end there. I took Louise, Thelma's’ sister, out with me when I was checking the mail. She was walking right beside me and then we heard this, “hoo-hoo” of the owl. Louise cowered down on the ground and let out a cry. I picked her up really fast and looked up and saw the owl in the tree in my neighbors yard. I hear the owls all the time and the kids and I always try to find them just because, but we never do. So I ran Louise inside and grabbed the camera, it’s lucky that is all I grabbed. I came back out and it hooted again but flew away before I could get a picture of him. Why did I want a picture, I don’t know, to prove I wasn’t crazy I guess. Here is the tree.
So I got my proof and as crazy as it seems, I find peace in that and I am sad, very very sad Thelma is gone but I think she is safe and no longer hurting. Her legs and hips are not hurting and she is up in heaven with our guinea pigs Harry and Snowball. She is up there running from them, she was always scared of them, silly dog. I was going to say I have not cried since Wednesday but now I am crying so forget about that.
I am scared I am going to become a crazed owl stalker kind of like Bill Murray in “Ground Hog Day.” I already told the kids I am getting rid of all my owl fabric – I have a lot of owl fabric!
Okay – happy thoughts. Off to bed. Have a great weekend. I will be working !!