Harry the puppy has also attacked anything I’ve made.
I started making amigurumi animals this year and they’re a pain because they’re small and fiddly and take hours. I’d work away in the evenings while we watched TV and then I’d get tired and go to bed and leave them on the table, and in the morning they’d be scattered all over the floor, dismembered, with their guts spewed out and their eyes and ears chewed off.
I made my publisher an owl for a present. I worked on it for days, giving it huge fierce eyebrows and bead eyes and eyelids, and this is how it turned out.