If you know me at all, you would have realized right away that this would not be about hangover cures. It is about my continued progress through my passion for the manipulation of fibre.

First of all, these are not the dogs the hair came from but they are the same breed.

Blue Merle Shetland Sheepdogs aka Shelties.

Here is some, not all, of the dog hair the kind dog lady from next door gave me. She warned me that she hadn't bathed the dogs before she brushed them but WHOOOEEE! did that hair ever stink. Finding three clumps of matted poo in the mix didn't deter me......too much.

Ready for carding.

Here is the dog hair carded and rolled into rolags.

Ready for spinning.

Rolag being spun on spinning wheel.


All spun up and washed twice but it still smells pretty bad.

Ready for ball winding.

Starting to knit.

Lovely to work with if you don't mind stinky dog hair in your eyes, mouth and up your nose.

From pooch to purse in five days.

A bribe...er....I mean gift for the nice dog lady who I hope will become one of my suppliers of fine furs for the descriminating shopper.

A close up of the Sheltie Bag.

PSSST: Don't tell her what I'm going to be selling my dog hair products for. She may want a piece of the action.