My Dog Mouse

$500.00

Machine washed and line dried, already softened and ready for reading time. All quilts are hand stitched with repurposed natural fibre cloth. The middle batting is a combination of bamboo and cotton. It’s essential that my quilts are created sustainably, and new cloth is used as sparingly as possible.

103cm x 120cm

Inspired by the children’s story book illustrated and written by award winning Eva Lindström. "Can I take Mouse for a walk?" I ask, and I'm always allowed. We set off, very slowly. Mouse walks at a snail's pace. He stops at lamp posts and fences and sniffs for a long time. Sometimes he looks up at me. A tenderly executed tale for anyone who knows what it is to love an old, slow dog with ears as thin as pancakes.

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Machine washed and line dried, already softened and ready for reading time. All quilts are hand stitched with repurposed natural fibre cloth. The middle batting is a combination of bamboo and cotton. It’s essential that my quilts are created sustainably, and new cloth is used as sparingly as possible.

103cm x 120cm

Inspired by the children’s story book illustrated and written by award winning Eva Lindström. "Can I take Mouse for a walk?" I ask, and I'm always allowed. We set off, very slowly. Mouse walks at a snail's pace. He stops at lamp posts and fences and sniffs for a long time. Sometimes he looks up at me. A tenderly executed tale for anyone who knows what it is to love an old, slow dog with ears as thin as pancakes.

Machine washed and line dried, already softened and ready for reading time. All quilts are hand stitched with repurposed natural fibre cloth. The middle batting is a combination of bamboo and cotton. It’s essential that my quilts are created sustainably, and new cloth is used as sparingly as possible.

103cm x 120cm

Inspired by the children’s story book illustrated and written by award winning Eva Lindström. "Can I take Mouse for a walk?" I ask, and I'm always allowed. We set off, very slowly. Mouse walks at a snail's pace. He stops at lamp posts and fences and sniffs for a long time. Sometimes he looks up at me. A tenderly executed tale for anyone who knows what it is to love an old, slow dog with ears as thin as pancakes.