This little outfit has been sitting at the back of my cutting table for almost a year now. Why? Because after embroidering the tricycle I thought a lighter pink applique fabric would have looked better. I got as far as cutting out another front, but never got to the re-embroidery. So it sat. Until last week.
When I took it outside to photograph because the lighting is so much better, my ever-loving, always-seeking-affection feline fella Rusty jumped into a pot of geraniums to be near me. It was a cat photobomb. But I just kept shooting as sunset was approaching.
Some readers might remember this photo of grandson Alastair with kitten Rusty, who was discovered with his recently feral mama in our old vacant chicken house. That was in an earlier post, Sew Lucky, Sew Beautiful, .
A most unusual cat, he has grown up to be as social, loving and attentive as any dog we’ve had.