I spotted this bad girl a few weeks ago in a local homewares store and a fell head over hooves, so to speak. I restrained myself from buying her at the time... but when I went home, I just couldn't get her out of my head. Of course, at $115 (the Aston Martin of stuffed camels, I tell ya!) I couldn't afford it, so I put her on lay-by (which is what I always do when I know I simply can't afford it!). Anyway, I've been boring everyone to tears about this camel ever since and whining about how lay-by's are a form of torture and I just want it NOW! (must be the gen Y in me). Fortunately, this whining coincided perfectly with my sister getting a promotion and a pay-rise (because she is fabulous) and voilà, we have a camel. Thaaaanks Aunty Steph!
Please welcome the new addition to our family. Her name is Carmel, she's worth every penny and she's settling in to Lalie's nursery just fine.
* I cannot take credit for that vulgar joke - it was Paddy. Sicko.
P.S - Oh, and as far as I know, she's made by a local Mum with a little label called "A Tale to Tell". Unfortunately, I couldn't find an online contact... but if you love this camel as much as I do, never fear my friend... I will have it sorted for you. Just email me.