So I've been making pillowcases for my Relay for Life fundraiser. I've got about 3 or 4 sets done. I started working on another set tonight & had to sit it down to chase the monster around outside. Around 8:30 when I was back in the house (and so was the monster) I started making dinner. I had left all the stuff for my pillowcases sitting on the table. He hadn't been anywhere near the table ALL day long so I assumed I was safe. Well, we all know what happens when you assume! Before too many minutes passed, I glanced over & there he was, happy as a clam, sitting in the chair with my scissors & going to town on the 1 unfinished pillowcase of the current set I was working on. I screamed, which frightened him some, but he still looked up at me with a smile on his adorable little face and then went back to work cutting. Don't think I can salvage it because he cut the trim & the case itself. If I cut the pillowcase down enough to get rid of the cuts, I'd have to take out around 3 inches. Maybe if I could find a really skinny pillow to put in it, I'd be fine. Oh well. Lesson learned!
Oh...and Picasso struck again today (not too long before the pillowcase incident actually). What a monster!
