My life normally plays out like a game of Cards Against Humanity. This weekend I finally had my play, for which I finally made my first puppet, a moose. It was beyond hell trying to get the antlers to stay in position (yes, I tried multiple kinds of wire. No, dowels would be too fragile/heavy), so I ended up tacking them to the plack. Unfortunately, he has now been married to Tooey, and I doubt I'll be getting him back.
I freehanded a pattern and made him mostly out of recycled bottle felt. The antlers are headliner foam, the eyes were a catnip ball clamshell package.
I miss my moose.