There once was a cat named Tank,
he ate and he ate and he drank,
he did as he pleased
for he was Siamese
and his belly went clankity clank.
(Tankalicious I love you)
Whoop whoop. Second evening beaded bag using Val’s yarn. I love how the mulit colored beads are mixing with her yarn. And aren’t you all the clever ones with the ideas for bag bottoms. All I have to do is ask, and YOU (the collective form) deliver.
Happy Saturday. I’m off to get the cats their solar glasses for their viewing pleasure. NO worries as it is supposed to be overcast and cloudy in Wisconsin Monday.