So after the last blog post, I got to thinking. (You are all traitors, by the way, for suggesting he attack the yarn and fabric stashes. Tsk, tsk.) I'm completely and in every way possible boring right now. I'm puttering around with stuff but you know, being stuck in the house makes for nothing fun to feed the blog with.
Then two things happened. First, I was torturing Dooley with the camera again (oh shoosh, he's cute, I'm bored, he'll get over it) and got this picture:
I think this picture conveys the mischievous nature of this seemingly cute and innocent dog. See how coy he looks? Yeah, its a cover. Underneath all that fluff he is creatively scheming to take revenge on me. You can see it in his eyes.
The second thing that happened was a package that came from Michele over at Eyembellishments. She sent her sock creatures along to me for a visit for a bit and they arrived in this box.
Now, be sure to click on this picture so that you can read what it says. I intentionally made it larger then usual so you could see what she wrote. Just in case you don't feel like clicking, here is what it says: "if you could get a picture of one of the kids in dooley's mouth, that would be great! -myc"
I admit, I was a bit perplexed (mostly because I usually have to screech at the white furball to leave my creatures alone when I'm creating them). In fact, I went back to my inbox and found an email from her with the exact same request. Michele often sets her kiddies on adventures and shows them off on her blog so it would seem that she decided their next big adventure should be inside my dog's mouth. And since I aim to please, I sat down on the floor with the box, grabbed my camera and opened it up.
I tell you, it totally thrilled the Dooley dog. So much so that I did not get one unblurred photo of the whole thing. I took the box, sat down on the floor and opened the lid. Here is a trail of photos showing what happened next:
He was pleased...up until I took them back. Don't worry, I had three creatures in progress and consoled him by giving him one of mine. The problem is that Dooley believes everything that is soft and stuffed and toy-like exists solely to be his toy. Which can sometimes be a slight problem when you get into making plush toys/creatures.
He thanks his auntie Michele for the fun, he's grateful for the distraction. He still thinks I'm annoying...he's right. Mom complains that I treat him like I did my brother when we were little. What can I say? He's family, he's gotta suck it up and put up with it like everyone else.
Michele's creatures are lounging in my studio now, out of reach of the stumpy little dog. They are totally awesome! Once I'm done with the three creatures I'm working on (they still need eyeballs), I'll take a group shot so you can see how much her's rock.
There is a good chance that the next post won't be about Dooley dog. You never know, stranger things have happened.