Oh (Squeak) My Heart!
Some days there are not enough hours to get things done. Between working on The Book, a couple of weekend trips, and some construction around the house, completing this project took way longer than expected. The effect was absolutely worth it. Finally, by the end of June, all the stitching is done and it is time to attach the squeaker!
After a string of destroyed toys with squeakers way too big, I broke down and bought a squeaker online. Apparently there is a site for everything and I found one that sells all the components to make your own dog toys. Who knew there were so many sizes of squeakers? If anyone needs an extra-small dog squeaker I have 9 extra…
Now to get the thing attached! I wanted to make sure it would work. There was some testing involved and the results proved there will have to be something firm behind the framing. I’m not convinced this is the best way to attach an object to needlepoint but it is on there. The squeaker totally squeaks and I am pleased with the results. I figure I can always re-stitch it if another technique comes along.
Sometimes when I put in the last stitch I’m sad its over, however with this one I’m relieved I got it done in time to enjoy it. I have one more Annie Lane ornament to stitch and it will be next in the ornament rotation. I am in a bit of a hurry to get these done. Dagwood turned 11 this year and while a recent check-up with his Veterinarian shows he is in good health, there is also the reality that he will not live forever. He is fearless when it comes to jumping off of things so we have had to “jump-proof” the house. He will also eat anything. It’s like having a goat. The likelihood that he will jump off of something too high or eat something that is harmful are more likely than giving in to old age, in spite of an ever watchful eye! But I have been down this road before with Ivan and Rufus, two beloved cats from my college days. I knew from the moment we brought Dagwood home there would be an agonizing ending to go along with that joyful beginning. There may be other dogs (and perhaps another cat) but they will have a hard time getting around that furry little paw print he has left on my heart.
One day all this stitching featuring Dagwood will be painful to look at. For now, they are fun, whimsical and bring me great joy.