So Here's the Story

Once upon a time, there was a yarn addict, and she lived in her parent's house over the summer with her blonde cat and the two of them were happy as can be. Oh yeah, and the yarn addict had a pumpkin - a stuffed one - that lived in her bed as well. One day, (very early in the morning) the yarn addict's ceiling fell in, all over her bed. She and her blonde cat escaped with their lives, but Plumpen the pumpkin was not so lucky. He was partially smooshed under falling debris - luckily he was a plush toy so this didn't upset him so much, but worse was that he was showered with toxic attic dust.

With Plumpen out of the hospital, it soon became clear that the yarn addict's asthma made it impossible for him to continue to live with her in her new bed in the livingroom, nor in her new new college bed in Massachussetts. He now lives in a box in the basement, where she can do no more than come and look at him from time to time.

There came a night, however, when the yarn addict realized that the empty hole in her heart could only be filled by a soft felted vegetable and went off in search of a pattern for a pumpkin. It was then that the revelation came to her - the period for pumpkins had passed. She would share her dreams with a new plant altogether, and thus, the journey to plush felted eggplant was born . . .