Felicity is helping me with the evil, awful ill-begotten silver stays. Well, ‘helping’ is stretching it a bit. She’s sitting on my lap, looking adorable and being cuddly and fluffy, while I try to sew seams over her without disturbing her.
In reality, it’s all Felicity’s. She knows it too. Just look at her: I open up my red fabric box for just a minute, and what does she do? Come and sit on it! And refuse to move! You may recognise the top fabric as the lining for the nougat corset. What do you think of the bottom fabric? I’m torn about it. It’s a reproduction of an early-mid 19th century cotton from the International Quilt Study Centre & Museum in Lincoln, Nebraska. I found it on sale here in NZ and snapped up 6ish metres before realising that it’s actually kinda hideous and repulsive. But also appealing at the same time. So what do you think about a tomato red with mustard and black print? And what on earth should I do with it?
Felicity has cute eating habits. For the most part, she’s only interested in cat food. She turns up her nose at all human food, no matter how tempting it seems. Salmon, both canned and fresh, steak, chicken, bacon, venison, cream: all sorts of seemingly delicious tidbits have been offered to her, and rejected. You can leave any food on the counter at our house and know it will be untouched when you return With one exception. Felicity loves tuna. Amazingly, her love of tuna includes both fresh yellowfin tuna imported from Fiji, various canned tunas, and dried & flavoured Japanese tuna seasonings. If it’s tuna, she’s all over it. And, unfortunately, all over us as we try to eat it. Of course, she’s so darn cute that a lot of the time we give in and give her some!
