I Need You to

During my recent illness I asked Aunt Lydia to escort me to the pharmacy. I don't like to drive myself when I am sick. I do very stupid things. During our car ride to the local Korean restaurant (I like to spoil myself on take-out when I am sick) she makes a request of me.
I couldn't believe it. She had forgotten that I am a slow knitter and a selfish crocheter. Instead of gently refusing her, I asked her why.
	I am trying to imagine this. TOPS stands for Take Off Pounds Sensibly. How did a sea creature known for getting out of tight spots become the mascot for a weight loss group

Octopus by ~leovilela on deviantART
My imagination runs away from me as I pondered that thought.

I ask her if she has considered what size she wants or what color.
I suggested that we head to a craft store to purchase the yarn in the weight and color of her choice. With a frown she asserts..
She had me there. I agree to make an octopus for her. An aminaguri worthy of angel wings purchased from the local Hobby Lobby.

I shouted.
Absolutely, NOT.
I refused to take part in this sick game to destroy a handmade aminaguri octopus using my STASH yarn.
Appalled, I informed her that she and her group were nuts.
And this is what I made for her.
Adorable aren't they? I used a needle to sew the tentacles onto the baby octopus. I would like to see her try to cut those off without some guilt.
But if I were given a do-over, I would mount the baby tentacles onto the body with velcro.
That is the problem with us crafters. Once our creations have been completed, we consider techniques that would make the item better.
Velcro.
I might still do it. She could pull off the tentacles in a dramatic fashion without destroying my creation.

Let me think about it.....

That does it. I am going to head to the store and pick up some velcro.
It's not over until all the yarn has been put away.