New Coat

"Tell them about my new coat, mum! Go on, tell them!"

It's still sub-zero temperatures round here, and Islay was sitting quivering on the windowsill. She's never worn a coat, apart from a brief period when Sara was dog sitting her and she borrowed one that Sara had - but it seemed like this was the time to change all that.
I cut a square from an old blanket - no measuring involved; I just draped the blanket over her to get the right size. Then I cut a band about two inches thick to go round her chest, and sewed that on the front so that her head can go through the gap, and two thin pieces of blanket went on the sides to tie under her belly, to hold it close.
It's been much admired around town, keeps her warmer, and only took about twenty minutes to make. She's wearing it now, and she isn't quivering any more.