Midna shall not conquer me!

I've been working on this Midna unitard for batfan for a ridculously long time. Mainly because I've started over 3 times. I kept screwing it up. I am going to get it perfect.

I worked on it today. Tomorrow I have to go get some more spandex and paint. Maybe I'll get this thing done right very soon!
I had painted the white part on, but that was peeling. So I sewed the white part in. I've been peeling off the old turquoise paint and I'm going to re do that.
I hope batfan hasn't given up on me. :(

I'll post when I feel like it!

It has been a while since I've posted on here. Gosh.
Well, we have a house and we love it.
Ace the Deuce (the Walker Coonhound mix) got hit by a car and passed away. :'(.
We got a new puppy named Huckleberry.
I'm still working at the library and trying to build my cosplay business.

We weren't going to get a new dog for a good while after Ace died. We were absolutely heart-broken. Wally (beagle/jrt) was in a depression.
But, Lee heard some whimpering/grumbling coming from our backyard shed. He and Wally went to investigate. It was Huck! Our neighbor told us his dogs had puppies that were ready to re-home when he saw us burying Ace. I was not interested. But Huck was. He waddled across the pasture and into our hearts.

It did take a while for him to waddle into Wally's. Wally just ignored him. When Huck would come near him, Wally would walk across the yard.



But now, they are BFF. Wally tries really hard to play gentle with Huck, but their size difference usually just ends up with Huck looking intimidated. They'll be flopping around together soon.

Which brings me to my next thought and the reason that I decided to blog today.
We bought Huckleberry a crate just like Wally's. It is the newer version, so the top color is different. But, it is the same size and model. Based on Huck's parents, it will be the perfect size for him.
Wally is maybe too big for his crate. He can duck his head and turn around. When he sleeps in it his head hangs out. But, try getting him to understand that.

That dog loves his crate and always has. He hides in it during the day and sucks his pillow. That makes it sound like he is emotionally abused haha! He just loves it.
One night, we decided it was time for him a "big boy bed" and we took his crate out of the bedroom, put it on top of some boxes in the living room (we were packed to move), and laid his pillow in the spot where his crate used to be.

This is the one!

He woke us up several times during the night staring at us. This is Wally's way of telling us things. He doesn't bark or whine. He gives you the stink eye. I could feel his piercing gaze burning into my dreams. So, I got out of bed to see what he wanted. He looked at me to follow him. I stumble-followed Wally into the living room. He looked at his crate on top of the boxes, and looked at me. Looked at the crate, looked at me.
So, the crate was back in the bedroom with his old stinky pillow in it and on top of that was a happy Wally.

Huckleberry has on several occasions mistaken Wally's crate for his own and fallen asleep in the crate of legend. Wally just lays outside the door and gives the stink-eye stare to Huck. But Little-bit is sleeping so hard, he doesn't notice.