The bias binding on the ends are, quite frankly, not only my worst attempts ever at my old nemesis, but the worst attempts at bias binding in the history of the world, ever.
I would re-do it but I am scared I’d ruin it even further so I am just going to pretend it’s perfectly fine & that all bias binding looks like it was actually sewn on by a dog…
….and the inside is just…. abominable. The blanket frayed more than I thought it would & …*trails off into a litany of whiny excuses*
I do like the floppy ear though. That’s something.