Quilting Can Wait

My dog Zuzu is what they call an "aggressive chewer". She's actually good about not chomping on things she shouldn't have (for the most part), but compared to her size, her chewing powers are WAY advanced. She's been known to destroy an entire hard rubber toy in an hour or so, and no rawhide has a chance in her presence.

Today when I got home from work, I found these:

Both the dinosaur and the giraffe were leaking stuffing, among other injuries. These are two of her favorite toys, so I broke the rule about quilters not doing mending and gave them each a few sutures. The effort paid off in spades:

Happy Zuzu, happy home. Sometimes quilting has to wait.