They ate my hat!
And by they, I guess I mean moths. I went to retrieve it from the hatstand where it’s been all summer (and by hatstand I mean the bronze sculpture of a Spanish lady that I inherited from my grandfather), and huge chunks of fur fell out. It’s balding!
The hat is rabbit fur and the tail is raccoon. Didn’t touch the raccoon tail, only the rabbit. I guess I’ll rescue the tail and…sew it to something.
I’m open to suggestions, but one person in my friend circle is militantly anti-fur, so my other friends had to scream “here she comes!” so I could whip off my hat. It’s a bit of a palaver. I wouldn’t want to sew it onto something I couldn’t hide in a hurry.
The Canucks at Fur Hat World don’t really ‘get’ coonskin caps. Instead of a short Davy Crockett style coonskin cap, they make these tall ones in the style of a Russian fur hat. It had the advantage that I could tuck the tail inside and look almost elegant.
Check out the skunk. Who the hell would want a skunk-skin hat?
We’re expecting Storm Darragh all weekend. No, I don’t know how to pronounce it, I only know that it comes bearing 50 mile and hour winds. Y’all stay dry now!
December 6, 2024 — 5:50 pm
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