Behind some cute cuddly clean critters, there is an evil owl..

Ugh! Not another one! Yep, I got carried away, distracted, too tired, or just a encountered bit of Murphy's law. This owl has a nice little hidden voodoo treasure that for the life of me I couldn't remove! Not another broken needle! Oh yes, yes indeed. My cousin named her Medusa and it seems quite fitting. Sorry, I can't just abandon a work in progress even though I know it will never make it to market. So, why not enjoy the opportunity for getting weird? This is the cosmos telling me to really, yes, really, take some time off! Since my cousin named her, she can keep the useless little creature safely on a shelf as a fragrant oddity that should never ever be cuddled or used as a sqooshy sponge. Maybe, if the need ever arrises, Medusa can be used to peg an intruder?