It's not often that I make something for Jake.
So having never seen a real puffle, only a photo of one, I really hope these fit the bill.
Here they are not quite finished.
Made from scraps of stuff I have in my Tardis (the cupboard under the stairs).
I haven't quite finished the black one, it has black mohair for hair.
Not been puffle making all week, only last night.
We've been on the beach.
Meeting new friends.
The fact that this little black and white English Cocker Spaniel looked like Amie's predecessor hurt slightly.
Such beautiful dogs, both 2 years old and rescued by the lady we met.
Good to hear they fell on their paws. How on earth such two beautiful dogs ever ended up in a rescue centre is beyond me.
One of us has been counting the plums in the garden again.
This strawberry was there until I took my eye's off of it.
I would like to dedicate the memory of it to my dear friend from Heckety Beck
If your not out side in your garden this weekend.
Or out and about on the beach, have a great weekend anyway.
As for the puffles, you might have to ask a 7 year old all about them.
Something to do with Penguins.
