Bag made from mudcloth. |
Just as I was leaving The Flea, a terrible rainstorm started. I could see that it was raining hard in Santa Fe and there was lightening. All I could think about was getting home as fast as possible because I knew Roz would be frightened. Sure enough, when I walked in the backdoor I started calling her. She didn't come out from her hiding spot, but when I walked into the main room, I heard her in the pantry. She had worked herself into the pantry and was hiding behind under the shelves.
Today I'm creating more bags. I was inspired by some designs I saw at the Ethnographic show. Pretty bags, but priced too high. I'll make and sell them for half the price.
My dogs used to hide in the bathroom. Then they would work their way behind the door, until they actually closed the door. I used to come home to find they had locked themselves in the bathroom. (They never did figure out how to turn the handle and open the door.) My current dogs are in crates and feeling safe.
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