Eddie doesn't under-
stand what has happened to him and he's looking unhappy, because he is. Ian took him in to have his dressings removed this morning, and Dr. Dose told him that Eddie was very lucky. Had I not been home, he would have bled to death. That would have made for a very sad Christmas.
It looks like he's gotten his head caught in something, but it's just Eddie eating his dinner. There's nothing wrong with his appetite. Ian says he looks like a lampshade. You can see that his back leg is shaved and if you care to click for big, you can see his drain - yuck.
The spindle I ordered from Greensleeves came today. It's canarywood with a yellowheart shaft. It's rather plain in contrast to the Hatchtown spindle behind it that Amy loaned me, but it just spins and spins and spins. So now I own both the Greensleeves Fox and Hound spindles. Good news - Amy got an email from the Ledbetters. They are going to exchange my broken spindle for a whole one. They'll just be getting back to Tucson the day before Amy leaves it, so that worked out well for me. I'm glad because I like the Ledbetter better.
I'm going back through my old SpinOffs because I realized there are articles on spindling that I just skipped over. The one that's probably going to get me in trouble is in the Spring 2007 issue and features the spindles of Tom Forrester. I think I want one. And then there are the Goldings...
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