Gorgox Goes Schvimmin'

Young Gorgox and the rest of his clan live down the path past the end of the garden and into the woods, just past the Feezle encampment near the pond in the sunny glen.

Here in Strangeland the weather has been unseasonably steamy so naturally most afternoons are passed in the glen picnic-ing and pond splashing, chasing frogs and shaded naps. Gorgox who's wildest desire is to grow to be a fearsome Kraken is still too wee to go schvimmin on his own power so he passes the summer days floofing in his floatie.

3.5 inches tall from above his teefies to curly tail tip. Made of wool through and through by the needle felting method which requires a specially barbed and sharp needle, nerves of steel and a big hank of fluffy combed wool. A bajillion pokes later, as if by magic the creatures form takes shape. And then one pokes a bit more.