I started this about eight months ago, but Old Yeller is finally finished. On Saturday, I took my last stitch, held my breath as I gingerly placed her into the washer on the delicate cycle and a color catcher just in case. I crossed my fingers. When she came out of the dryer, she was positively hugable. It is hard to believe I won't have this quilt to work on in front of the TV.
Here she is on my bed--and with a shot of the corner with the binding.
I am already contemplating the next project. I can't wait to start.
I don't know how I got pictures without cats. They must have been eating. :-)