At one of the Christmas fairs a young boy named Matt was with his grandmother and he spotted the fox with the flower pants and, being the good grandmother, she bought the fox for Matt. Well, somehow - somewhere - Matt lost his fox and was very sad. One day I received a call from Martha (who is my friend in Maine who is the reason I donate my critters to the fair) and she told me the story and asked if I had any critters laying around that I could send to Matt. I did not.
I was not really making critters at that time. I usually put my sewing away in the early part of the year and devote my time to writing or other seasonal things - plus my volunteer stuff. But I couldn't let this poor little boy be sad so I whipped up another fox (the one on the right) and sent it up to Martha. About two weeks later I receive a hand made thank you card from Matt! His mom wanted to pay me, but I said no. The joy for me is always the making of the critters. And if they find a happy home, that's all I can ask.
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