It's been six years since I made that toy soldier from an old pallet. Since then I've tried all sorts of recycling. A few months ago I found picked up a couple of scraps of quilting fabric at my local Goodwill store. No, I had no intention of making a quilt. I'm not the "cottage decor" type and I have seen too many super quilts to even attempt any project of that magnitude.
My plan was to use the material to recover the seat cushions in a couple of wicker chairs and a love seat; however, without a pattern and ... oh heck, let me be honest here ... my heart wasn't in the whole thing.
Now, I have a very good friend who collects cats and I recalled seeing a free cat doll pattern on a website when I'd been searching for something. (No, I don't recall what the search involved.) It took a couple of days to "refind" the pattern. (It's at http://dollmakersjourney.com/carnabycat.html if you want to compare -- and note I said compare and not judge.) It certainly looked like a simple enough project. I should be able to do this sucker in a couple of hours.
Wrong!
Remember, I had enough green fabric to cover four pillows. By the time I mastered this crazy cat, I had to go looking for some kind of related fabric. (You might notice that the legs of my cat are a different color from the body.)

My seams were too loose; I couldn't turn the ears right side out; I cut one of the legs by accident when I was clipping the sewn edge. Those goofs are just for starters. I mistakenly created the face on the back side of the head; I made two left feet--twice!
As much as I hate to admit it, I'm NOT a seamstress and that blasted Brother sewing machine is going up for sale real soon ... I think.
So here's what my cat looks like.
Pretty pathetic, isn't she?
I tried; I really tried. And nobody, not a single person who saw this when I was working on it (only two people, though), none had the courage to admit the cat was scary or that it didn't look like a cat. In fact, it wasn't until after I presented it to my friend as half a Christmas present (I included a cat pin because in my heart I knew this present STUNK), did my two so-called reviewers let me know what they really thought of my sewing skills.
Oh well. Since the creator of the real doll is the owner of the pattern that I mutilated and since I have some very original stuff I've done on my own, I won't be offering any hints on how to create this baby.