Our friend Tiffany, aka The Cranky Queen, has collected what she calls “Buttless Cats”. You know. Cats with their hiney up in the air and an opening for a cactus, a sponge, a pin cushion… But the label Buttless Cat stuck. We no longer buy them for her because it seems she has one – or two – in every color, shape, size and maker. But I still buy them to sell. This one needed flowers in his… uh… bum. I got this vintage, funky, psychedelic wrapping paper at the estate I’m hauling things from and thought what cute flowers it would make. And it did. But before I thought of making the flowers and giving them to the cat, I thought about making butterflies. So I did. And that’s all I’ve got for today.
I didn’t get out to go to the sales yet again. It must be the heat because not much is going on, although I heard that Tiffany did go to some and got a few cool things. We’ll have to watch her blog to see. Or — I could just hop in the car and go the 3/4 mile to her house and see it in person! Now, how jealous does that make you? 😉