Here is little Mir (it means "Peace in Russian) playing in the flowers.
Had I planned ahead better, I could have put footies on her and fed her a bagel. That way I could have had a fox in socks eating lox in phlox but that's all hindsight. For a few more photos, visit my Flickr:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/42545568@N05/ Commissioned from SPark Costumes, www.sparkcostumes.com/ She makes excellent plush as you can see. She also made my Rain Oubliette costume. Yes, I slept with Mir on my head for a while. I started having some nerve problems so I got up and moved around a bit. When I went back to bed, I slept on her with the little fox, Kursk, on my head. Why do I give all my red foxes Russian names? Simple, they're Red. For those of you who are over 30, you should get the joke. For those of you under 30, I should give them Chinese names.
Work was slow. That was fine as I had a CAP survey to perform anyway. Bleah. It gave me a headache. I also had to work with two different phlebotomists as my regular coworker is out sick. (Gastrointestinal problem - she's got the bug that we've all been passing around the lab for a month or so.) Not fun. They're nice folks and good workers but both were way out of their element. Not nightshift people. I can't fault them for that, though. It's just that it makes my night more difficult.
Am going to spend today as a spa day. I'm going to wash my hair, shower, soak in body lotion and sip hot tea. Ahh. Dad is off golfing so I have the whole house to myself.