Because talking to Tonny kicked me in the ass, here is the finished product. Not perfect, but perfect is for the Master Knitters program.
You like-a da sauce?
No, it's not all of it. But it's close.
Don't worry, I did a much nicer job on the cubbies I filled at Cyndi's shop. I'll blog that one next. But for now, my husband is home. It's nice of his job to lend him to me every now and fucking then. Good night!
(Koi does not sleep. She waits.)