My dog and me

George is my constant companion.  The trouble is that the thought transfer process doesn't always work.  I have no idea what he wanted. 

The fabric is one of the two Victorian Paisley shawls we bought. I'll blip them over the coming days.  The one I am holding isn't the best one.  

The best one is a stunning woolen number in cream and red; I'm estimating 1870's or thereabouts.  I spent quite a time last night mending numerous worn spots - and I am nowhere near as neat as ones that had previously been done.

Luckily no moth damage - I am thrilled to bits with them.  You'll see!!!!