When the Worthless Ones started to jump on my bed with muddy paws and no respect, I decided to remove the quilt and folded it up and placed it in the linen closet, where it remained to recently when I needed something behind the quilt.
And to my horror I discovered that the rodents had made use of my quilt to gnaw holes and pull batting for their nesting.
This is just a thing, I assured myself, and things can be fixed. Sort of. Maybe.
So I started the process of fixing it, because not to would mean the rodents had won the battle, and that would never do.
The back, being a plain, white muslin, was not a problem. The problem I am still trying to solve is the damage to the front, to the pieces of printed calico that makes a quilt such a wonderful thing.
It is going to take all my ingenuity and skill to fix, but I won't give up.
This is my quilt, and no rodent is ever going to declare victory and destruction of that.
This is war and I aim to win.
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