Some of you may recall my first “Crafts from the Past” entry, which was primarily centered on my amateur carpentry experience in building a house for my cats. This story is similar. You may be wondering why so many craft-centered stories from my childhood involve cats. I would submit to you that this is really quite a good thing; should a child really be making clothing or homes for people? That sounds like child labor...and would result in poorly made merchandise.
Anyway, Whiskers was a birthday present my brother and I received at ages 7 and 5, respectively. He was a rough and tumble character known for bird killing, mole hunting, eating cheeseburgers left in neighbor’s station wagons, fight winning, and, when few were watching, riding in toy baby carriages.
|Mr. Whiskers, in one of his more docile moments.|
One year I decided he ought to have a costume for Halloween. I like to think that Whiskers (God rest his little cat soul) liked the costume I made for him.
Yes, Whiskers went as the Prince of Thieves himself. After all, Robin Hood (the Disney version) was a fox! Please note his tiny quiver of arrows, his cloak, and his little felt hat with feather.
|Scrapbook Shot. Happy Cat? Perhaps.|