Well, almost. There are still a few stitches to add (Rococo, for Mary) and a small pincushion to the right of Dimity Doormouse that needs painting.
"And you forgot to give us our whiskers!", states Dimity.
All my little friends did a lovely job on the stitches.
But this book is not about little needle-mice, it is the story about a BEAR, and her little cublet.
Mamsey is also a Mistress of the needle...
and deftly maneuvers her canoe with the greatest of ease along the rivers and byways of Hopalong Hollow.
I hope to show you her colors very soon.