|This is when I started having doubts.|
Its the beginnings of an elephant, and it was to be my first softie.
|It looks less like a poo now i've attached the ears.|
But, you know, I'm not sure about the pattern. Im still reserving judgement, because its hard to tell until its finished, but I'm not chuffed that the animal will be top heavy. Rather than weight it with beans, which means it cant be washed, I foolishly stuffed it with toy pellets, which are now working their way out between the loops and shedding all over the floor. Poor thing looks like it has some awful disease.
|My softie's shedding choke hazards. I see here he is mysteriously covered in cat fur, so someone in the house must love him.|
The yarn is just awful to work with - its flocked, so it gives a lovely soft fabric, but the stitches are impossible to see, which makes the work impossible to read. That means there was a lot of rework going on, and I found it nigh-on impossible to reuse the yarn that had been frogged.
Disaster all round, but I'm not quite ready to give up on him.
I am going to have to do something about his pellet problem, though, and I fear it might be terminal.