TRAVELING WITH YOUR SNOOTER-DOOTS, cont'd

Snooter-doots like to travel, don’t you? Snooterville Junction is a pretty small village, and we love it here, but there’s so much more to see and do out there!

We really hope that the same phenomenon as happens to garden gnomes (stolen, and photographed in various locales around the world - minus the ‘stolen’ part, of course) starts happening with Snooter-doots.

We know of one SnooterFolk family who took their Snooter-doot BFFs to Paris! They shared some pics with us on our Facebook page; that’s a great start! And, of course, Lennie and Bruce travel with Mama Snooter to every show she takes us handcrafted art-dolls to.

You may be wondering, just HOW do I travel with my Snooter-doot BFF? Here are some thoughts:

Since they are handmade from felted wool, Snooter-doots are quite packable, so any suitcase will do. But having their own backpack, like Lennie and Bruce do, is even better. That way they can be close to their HumanFolk, and easily accessible for that one ‘great’ photo opp.

Snooter-doots are satisfied with most any mode of transportation, just as long as they get there! But, if you choose to let them drive, be sure that they stay in their seat and use their seatbelts.

 

You may be tempted to let them take some photos. They’ve got a good eye and lots of whimsy, but with no hands, their attempts may become quite frustrating, so it may be best to just let them do the posing while YOU snap the shots.

When you’re on the road again, remember to bring your Snooter-doot.


And, please share some of your photos with us!


Happy Snooterin’!

Where do Snooter-doots come from?

Rumors of their existence began circulating again about 27 years ago, but they were never seen. Until now. So, where do Snooter-doots come from? When she was barely five years old, young Miss Tarah told her mother a fantasical story about the Snooter-doots and their friends Popipity-The Squirrel, Digdirt -The Man, and the Ol' Bix. Her mother loved the story, but had no idea where Miss Tarah got such notions, nor did she understand their significance. But, she tucked the story away in her mental library, and promised herself she would do something with it some day. Over the years Tarah's mother toiled away at her various jobs, some she enjoyed more than others. In her heart, though, she knew she really just wanted to 'make things'. There was an artist hiding within her somewhere. And, always she was a friend to the animals, domestic and wild, and had great respect and admiration for Mother Nature and all her wonders. Bubba Squirrel lived in Tarah's mother's neighborhood. Since she worked from home at the time, Bubba became quite comfortable around her, and relied on Tarah's mother to keep the feeder full of his favorite goodies. Which she did. On one of his many travels Bubba met Popipity-The Squirrel. Bubba told him of this particularly animal-friendly and creative HumanFolk that he knew back home, and suggested that she could act as the Snooter-doots' new ambassador. Many, many years ago John Strong, the farmer, (aka, Digdirt, The Man) was their link to the HumanFolk, but they lost his alliance when his beautiful and productive farm was pillaged for industry. The Snooter-doots were heartbroken, and vowed to remain enigmatice forever. After great debate, the Ol' Bix (the wise old crone), whom they respected greatly, convinced the Snooter-doots that HumanFolk were actually thinking carefully about their environment, its creatures, and their care again. So, they all agreed it was safe to reveal themselves and be known once more.

And, here they are!!

Welcome, Snooter-doots!