The dog actually. Not the guy. The dog with who was double-heartworm positive and had a mad case of kennel cough, but I fell in love with his stinky self anyway(as you can tell, it took my husband a little longer).
Don Corleone, who cleaned up quite nicely after we brought him home and had him groomed, was allowed to hang out in my sewing room where he instantly started lounging on fabric. So I knew he had found his forever home.
Don has been with us one week shy of 6 months, and he clearly feels at home. To celebrate, Nacho Baby and I donated some animal beds to the shelter that we made with my sewing trash.
If you get a kick out of seeing pets on quilts, go check out the show. It’s for a good cause.