I cut out 11 (optimistic??) last Sunday afternoon. We were watching my 5-year-old granddaughter and she was at the counter eating bacon (her favorite food). I was busy pinning the pattern and cutting the fur. Next thing I know Eden says "Grandma you fuzzed my bacon!" Sure enough, that bacon was covered with black fur.
I have to tell the story behind the bear. A couple of years ago we were camping for our annual family reunion. There had been a lot of bear sightings in the campgrounds that summer. Someone told us that they had seen a momma bear and her cub in our campground the day before, so I was a little uneasy. We were all sitting around talking when I hear a bear growling. I looked back in some bushes and saw something black. I shot up out of my chair and zoomed to the trailer -- and I guess the look on my face was priceless. Everyone started laughing at me. It was my dad hiding in the bushes. He had taken a big tin can and some leather. When you pulled on the leather it made a bear growl sound. He got a big kick out of it and I still get teased about it. I saw this pattern last year and had to make the bear for him.
I'm doing another quilt out of this brown/blue fabric. This one was so much easier than the pinwheels I did before. I must say that I'm getting tired of the fabric, so this is probably the last.