Friday, September 2, 2011

The Month of August

Sorry you haven't heard from me during the whole month of August. On August 1st my sweet dog unexpectedly died. She was 5 years old and I took it harder than you would think. It kind of surprised me. I do love dogs, but I just didn't realize how much I cared for my dog. I was advised by several people to get a new dog right away. This is her pictured above. Her name is Daisy and in the Secret Language of Flowers, her name means innocence. Let me tell you, she is sweet but really innocence is not always the case. My daughter in law was laughing at how much this dog is like me. We turned our backs for a moment and yes, she was chewing on a piece of silk ribbon!

We had some lace sitting were she could reach it and yes she did indeed find it! What are the odds of finding a dog that loves silk ribbon and lace as much as I do? Ha!

Here she is outside, and she is ready to go and play!

Okay, now back to crazy quilting which is probably the real reason that you visited my blog! This is a cute pansy mini hussif that I have recently listed on my website. It may be small, but inside it has three pockets, a place for scissors and beading thread.

About a year ago I started an online beaded block class. This was originally a class that I taught here at my shop and it ended up being a four block series. Starting September 6, I will be teaching block #2 in the series. If you are interested in this class, you can click on my website link on the right hand side. It is listed in the catalog under Online Beaded Block Class.

Talk to you later,

1 comment:

  1. Dear Val- I am so sorry that you lost your little Daisy. Pets become family members before we know it. I lost my 16 and 17 year old dachshunds, and still miss them everyday. We got a little replacement, Benny, and he actually has eaten 2 spools of thread, one plastic and an old wood one. Luckily, he chews them so thoroughly that he hasn't had to have surgery yet!

    I am praying that you find peace about your little friend being gone. Love, Amy Britt (Amy in LA)