Since all the felt was in a laundry basket that I kept tripping over, I thought I'd stick with that for my crafting. I flipped through Warm Fuzzies for more inspiration. I came up with a felted* bowl.
Even though I have a ton of felted balls, I needed to run out and get more. So I abandoned the project halfway through and finished it after my library meeting.
For some reason, Stella didn't like me working on it. She was growling at me while I stitched it up. So I showed it to her. She sniffed it like it was a long lost relative. She started licking it. I pulled it away and kept sewing the balls in place.
When it was done, and sitting on the table, she went back to licking it. So I moved it to the arm of the couch, way to the back. Stella got up on the loveseat, and stood on the arm of the couch, picked up the bowl, delicately in her little mouth, hopped off the couch and headed toward the chewing room. Fortunately the dude was able to impede her progress and rescue the bowl.
I think I might have to make a little toy for her out of this sweater because she loves something about it!
*Technically fulled wool. I'm using felt imprecisely. Come along for the wild ride.