A goat ate my book cloth at the county fair and I learned a lesson
I was doing a bookbinding demo at our local fair in Springfield last fall, showing how to cover a simple case. I had a nice piece of blue linen cloth laid out, ready to glue. A kid with a 4-H goat on a lead walked by, and before anyone could blink, that goat leaned over and took a huge bite right out of my cloth. It chewed it up like it was the best snack ever. I was left with a perfect half-moon missing from the corner. I had to finish the demo with this weirdly shaped, chewed piece, but it actually worked. It taught me to be less precious about my materials and to adapt on the fly. Now I keep a little 'oops' box of odd-shaped scraps for practice. Has anyone else had a project saved by a happy accident, or in my case, a hungry farm animal?