One of Kiln's friends passed away recently. RIP.

Mean Irene Frightens Kiln; Kiln Roars Back

"Everybody, get inside! There's a hurricane coming! There's a hurricane coming!"  Kiln squeezed into the house. He was terrified of hurricanes, and Irene was coming! There was lots of rain and power losses on Kiln's street, but that was almost nothing compared to the disastrous mess that the people a few blocks back from his house returned to after having evacuated. The water seeped into their homes and ruined all their furniture.  Kiln felt bad, so he brought around water bottles, and others volunteered to help people whose furniture was ruined.  The sight was devastating.

Many people started donating to the town's Recreation Center and Kiln was stunned by all the donations.  "Everyone should help out," he thought.

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August, II

Kiln lost his first tooth. He was very excited and still ate like a bottomless garbage disposal. He went to the dentist and felt good as new!

 

Kiln was feeling peckish, so he made a snack plate.  

August

My Kiln D. Ragon

Chilling out in the garage

Fire makes bottles melt

Special Thank You

Thank you to Tracey Rediker of TraceyKnits for mentioning Kiln's blog in her newspaper.

July- The Bottle Dragon

Kiln needed to wash his claws, so he made a soap dish.

    Kiln D. Ragon is a partly blue bottle dragon. I know that you probably don’t believe in dragons, but if you believe, you will see them.  The bottle dragon had been upset for a long time before I was walking my dog near Spotswood- Englishtown Road, where I saw him. He was tear- stained and perked up when my dog barked. His head lifted, so that I could read the sign that was tied skillfully around his neck.
  “I eat garbage, and I will slump your bottles for you, the sign read.  Not knowing what slumped bottles were, I returned home with my faithful and loyal dog trailing close behind.  I fed him and then settled down at my computer.  I looked up slumped bottles on the Internet.  After finding out what this amazing project was, I ran to see the dragon’s former owner.  I walked home with a very happy dragon.  I gave the dragon a more appropriate name (Kiln D. Ragon)   Now, Kiln slumps my bottles and eats my garbage . 

Welcome!

This is one of Kiln's many works of art.

These bottles that you see here are delicately made by what most people think of as a mythical creature... a dragon.  Camping in our garage, Kiln D. Ragon eats all of our garbage and slumps our bottles.  These bottles have been exposed to 1,425 degrees Fahrenheit, so they won't break easily.  Kiln has slumped a wide variety of bottles.  The result of this craft is a multi-task tray.

This blog is made for your entertainment and to tell of Kiln's adventures.

This is one of the bottles that we thought could be a butter dish.