Clotilde, Mathilde & Something Furry in a Basket

I have two new ladies to display, both of the French persuasion.  After my last update in July, a few people wrote to ask if I would be making any more Witchy-Poo dolls, so while I didn't want to make anything too close, I do a love a nice witch.  For this update, I'm making several smaller, witchy-poo style dolls along with a few larger ones; it's nice to work on something that can be finished in a few days (as opposed to a few weeks like the larger ones) and it's also nice to offer something a bit more affordable.  (But if I ever utter the word 'Recessionista' as used in the oh-so-many offensive articles out there about how to be a raging luxury-goods consumer and still save money (??) someone please write me a scathing letter). 

I haven't entirely decided if Mathilde is a witch or a ghost, but I'm leaning toward ghost, hence her name.  I think she met some kind of ghastly end, but that hasn't quite come to me either.

I think she and Clotilde were up to no good, and somehow Matilde paid the price, leaving her diminutive friend very distressed, as you can tell from her wide-eyed and alarmed expression:

But they remain friends, perhaps dividing their time between this life and the next, and Clotilde tries not to get upset when Mathilde suddenly wafts up from between the floorboards and makes her poor friend dribble tea all down her front.  (But Clo's eyes say, 'Dammit woman! Stop sneaking up on me!')

Now, I know it's not good to go on and on about how adorable one's pets are; much as with children, everything thinks their own are the cutest, smartest and most charming.  But I've had cats all my life and every once and a while, one of my cats does something I've never seen another cat do; something so uniquely them it makes my heart swell. Of course, most cats like to wedge themselves into small, dark, cozy places - boxes, drawers, the corners of closets.  But consider my Sir Sweet Baby Boy (no, not his real name - it's weird superstition about posting pet names that I heard somewhere and have absorbed for no other reason than I figure it's better to be safe & superstitious than sorry).  My baby boy will wedge himself into absurdly small spaces.  So small, in fact, that it takes him several minutes of shifting, fidgeting and turning around and around to actually fit.  Recently, I watched him do this with my wastebasket and thought, No way.

What did I learn?

He's even cuter than I always suspected.

Comments

[Laetitia]

so true about the parents and their children and animals;)! but I think you're right your cat is definitely the cutest in his small basket !
and love your new ghostly "recessionista" dolls :)

[Anzele]

Mathilda's eyes are so deep...as deep as your wastebasket :-) poor cat...he's lucky to have you to protect him (yes, like a child!)! :-)
I wish you the best for the next weekend!

[Melanie]

Brilliant post, I giggled all the way through. The thought of poor Clotilde dribbling tea down her front brought tears of mirth to my eyes. What a star your cat is, he has that special cat way of looking like he's saying "oh yes, this is very comfortable" in the most bizarre of squishy places.

[Natalie Callwood]

I love all your stuff.
I also love cats and dogs .
Weil we were in Europe this summer .
Our cat got loosed and never came back we guess a Cougar or coyote gote the better of her.
She was so cute!
So we're getting a new one soon.But this time it will be a indoor cat only .
Natalie

[Black-Eyed Suzie]

Thank so much, Laetitia!  One does need to keep some perspective, but I can't help but gush from time to time!

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[ashleydaugherty.blogspot.com]

Mathilde is defiantly a ghost. She's so beautiful but haunting! Your smaller dolls would make great Christmas gifts. My sister-in-law is hard to buy gifts for and I think she needs a black eyed suzie. Your baby boy is adorable too!

[Kelly]

Oh precious little baby! He is adorable.

[Sarah]

Oh that is so sweet! One of my cats curls herself up on top of a derelict flower pot. She looks like one of those loaves that people cook in them!

[Teresa in California]

Your dolls that are going to be in your shop tomorrow are awesome! And your cat is so precious!