I made this cross stitch picture for my Dad's 63rd birthday.
The chart was taken from a photo of our dog who, to be honest, loved my Dad much more for all the walkies and attention he got, than he loved me (the playful tormenting) or my Mum (the feeding and the bathing).
As Mum is moving into a retirement apartment, my picture of Fang* has come home with me. I wonder what the cats will say to a canine in their midsts.
*Not his real name. I really, really wanted to call him Fang but the parental units wouldn't let me. I still think it would have been funny.


















