Modified Camel Chew Thingy

Exciting news! I stumbled upon super grab bags of crafty junk for cheap on recent thrift store runs. It has me wanting to never step foot in JoAnn's again. Ugh.

But I digress. I got this camel tin in one bag and decided to dress it up.

Once the background paper was in I fiddled around with a few additions. As soon as I laid out the Newcastle bottle caps it looked like a robot. I ran with it, having just been laugh-attacked by Bender from hours of Futurama.

She looks raggedy-annesque, but that's thanks to another bagged item: fuzzy yarn!

The bow is from a pair of shoes Izzy chewed because she hates when I leave the house. And I love her for that. We call her "Busy" when she's like that.

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Paper Making

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Wasting Time

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Do this. Do that. Do something!

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