A Contest For Crafty People! Winners post 15!

WriterofWords

Has Fainting Chickens
14 Years
Dec 25, 2007
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Ok, awhile back I mentioned I was given 3 panels of fabric that have a turkey and pumpkin to cut out and stuff. Ain't gonna happen! So here is what I'm going to do with them.
You have to tell my why you want one of these panels. Be creative, be sincere, be funny, be sad, make me laugh, cry, spit hot tea. The three that get the biggest reaction from me as I read it will each win one panel. I'm not crafty, and these should not go to waste!
PS: I'll be watching for other's responses to the entries to help me decide!

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Closed to choose winners!
 
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I think I need one because my turkey Albert, who is now to be called Alberta (no he's not gay, he's a she), will be oh so lonely when Thanksgiving rolls around. At least she will have a friend to snuggle with on the long winter nights......Or was that TMI?
 
It all started when I was just a little girl. I don't know why, but I just LOVED turkeys! Their big fat bellies and wide fan tails reminded me of my mother I guess. Of course, she wasn't quite as colorful, unless you count her language. I saw them at a family friend's farm and knew deep in my heart I would have turkeys some day. One particular male took a liking to me and would come right up to the fence every time I came out. He pecked my fingers and toes when I put them through the wire. It didn't matter that they bled, I knew he loved me. I began spending more and more time sitting by the fence all crouched together to look more like a turkey to him. We talked for hours. He was a man of few words though, and I had to keep the conversation going many times. I began feeling like an ugly duckling without beautiful feathers of my own. I feared he would lose interest in me and go off chasing after one of his hussy hens. So I found some shed feathers and stuck them in my hair and clothing when I visited. I think I looked rather like a plucked turkey and he laughed at my obvious pretention. It made me feel so sad, but when you love someone, you take their cruel jabs and go on loving them anyway. I am all grown up now, married and divorced. I never quite got over my first love, I suppose. I'm now dating a very nice man who loves me but his plumage is a bit lacking, and I just can't bring myself to let him gobble my neck (although he's wanted to many times!)

When I saw your fabric I got a marvelous idea ! I could do a little modifying and sew him a turkey suit! I could dress him as my childhood love and maybe.....just maybe....I could fall in love again.
 

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