My favorite flea market was open this weekend, and I was a bull in a china shop. Oops.
I picked up this tiny (2") fawn and promptly dropped it on the floor, breaking off both ears. Before the accident, I was pretty sure I wanted to buy it, and my clumsiness sealed the deal.
The problem was, I couldn't find the ears. I asked the owner to help me, and she said if we couldn't find the ears, she would make it a hat. She was the one that gave it the tinsel-and-bell collar, so a hat wouldn't be completely amiss. But with some effort, she found one ear, and I found the other one five feet away. My husband glued them back on and all is well.
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