I felted a mouse

Before you all complain about my grammar, I have felted a mouse! Needle-felted, in fact. I think his nose needs to be a bit more pointy and maybe have a little pink tip on it - we'll see. I was stabbing away at this little critter in bed last night, which is not the ideal place to have long sharp needles, is it? He's not the main event, however, just a little accessory for a more major 'oeuvre' - lavender cat.

That's one of those projects that you begin to wish you'd never started. I wanted long skinny legs on her. I make Christmas angels with the same kind of limbs, in calico, shove a bit of dowel up inside the tube and, whoosh, everything's right way round. This kitty is made from vintage Irish linen, rescued from antimacassars, and the legs and arms were a divvil to turn the right way round. Dowel, knitting needles, nothing doing, so it was millimetre by millimetre with the tweezers. But the patience required for that was nothing compared with what was needed when it came to stuffing them with lavender buds. Who's idea was that, anyway!! So, for the moment, kitty is lolling on my steam-powered Singer until my patience tanks are refilled. Whatever - she smells great!