Our son has always loved dogs. He has a healthy collection of dogs that mostly have come from others as gifts. But there is one in particular that has a very, very long past. And it belonged to his father. And it’s seen better days. It’s been sewed up so many times and the original fur was wearing away in its most loved spots.
One day after being a little worried about what might be lurking inside, I took it all apart and used it’s pieces to make a new model. This time with felted wool. I was a pretty fun and zippy process. I even gave him fresh stuffing.