Carrotyd
Junior Guinea Pig
I'm a keen knitter, although my enthusiasm for it vastly outweighs my talent at the moment, and my Mum sorted me out with a knitted guinea pig pattern to practice on.
Here's the end result... A slightly wonky-faced, tri-coloured piggy.
Undeterred by how dodgy he looks, I've embarked on making others, resembling Harry and Lloyd. But, in the meantime, I was keen to see what Harry made of the wee wooly fella...
I think it's fair to say it wasn't love at first sight.
Harry: "Who the hell are you and why are you standing so close to my parsley? STEP BACK, PUNK."
Harry: "And now you're trying to gatecrash my weekly Sunday selfie with the slave. You really have got some chops, ain't you."
Harry: "So, because your mouth is sewn up, you can't give me back chat like Lloyd and you certainly can't eat my parsley..."
Harry: "Maybe you're not so bad after all... C'mon, let's snuggle."
Here's the end result... A slightly wonky-faced, tri-coloured piggy.


Undeterred by how dodgy he looks, I've embarked on making others, resembling Harry and Lloyd. But, in the meantime, I was keen to see what Harry made of the wee wooly fella...
I think it's fair to say it wasn't love at first sight.

Harry: "Who the hell are you and why are you standing so close to my parsley? STEP BACK, PUNK."

Harry: "And now you're trying to gatecrash my weekly Sunday selfie with the slave. You really have got some chops, ain't you."

Harry: "So, because your mouth is sewn up, you can't give me back chat like Lloyd and you certainly can't eat my parsley..."

Harry: "Maybe you're not so bad after all... C'mon, let's snuggle."