This week is comfort. Chloe the Smelly Basset likes to be the center of attention from time to time.
She will be outside, sunning in the hot hot Louisiana sun on the hot, hot concrete patio and decide she wants to come inside.......maybe.........if you ask her nicely. And open the door wide enough.
She is not fat by any means, Bassets are built differently though. Long. But her idea of her own self is wide rather than long. She will stick her tail out coming through the door but she wants the door WIDE open!
And she barks at the Roomba. It does seem to bother her a lot. It will circle back toward her every time she moves out of its way. I would swear the thing is sentient. It doesn't do that to the Basset Boyz. Really.
I tell her it is a First World Problem. I won't even talk about her housemates who are currently sleeping on my sofas.
Rusty things and distilled white vinegar. Got it. You know I do!
If you can see it, one block consists of 4 squares and two lines that cross.
Eh, not sure if I really like it, but it will be a great quilt.
No borders, just a back. I have not counted anything yet, let's see what I get done this weekend before I have to count it.