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Knitting: a little rabbit.



Reading: The Screwtape Letters.

Gratuitous Peter photos because he always wants my attention when I try to take pictures.


This is how I see him lots. Pulling on my skirt, wanting to be held.

But who can resist those big brown eyes? Not me.
Linking up with Ginny.
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  1. debby emadianOctober 16, 2013 at 12:25 PM

    Hello, I saw the little photo of your gorgeous rabbit over on Yarn Along. Can I ask where you found the pattern. It looks as though it's going to be very cute.
    Thanks
    Debby

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    1. JennyOctober 16, 2013 at 1:21 PM

      Sure. I found it on Ravelry. I linked to it last week and forgot to do that this week.

      http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/bunny-girl-in-a-dotty-dress

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  2. RosemaryOctober 16, 2013 at 5:51 PM

    What a cutie pie!! And I love the rabbit. :)

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  3. CathieJOctober 17, 2013 at 11:27 AM

    Adorable rabbit and child.

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