Made in Iran
The big boys were very interested in the rugs right from the start. Anything new in the house - or at their eye level - gets a thorough sniffing right away.
Alistair quickly got bored, but Henry is in love. Like me, his favorite is the purple one. He wouldn't even leave it alone long enough for me to get a photo without him in it.
The purple is even more beautiful in person. The other is more faded than it looked in the eBay photos, so I'm not totally happy with it. But the first is so pretty it is worth the price of both, which were really cheap but were expensive-ish to ship. When Darwin asked me how much they cost I said 2495 and let him assume for a moment I meant $2,495 instead of $24.95 just to see the veins pop out on his forehead. I'm evil.
Either way, I feel all fancy-pants because I now own rugs ... other than bathmats.
I haven't decided where to put them yet, though I'm thinking the master bedroom for the purple one. I was originally planning to buy a huge rug to go under the bed, but then they all had such pretty center patterns that I didn't want to cover them up with a big stupid bed. So I think I'm going with runners like these instead.
Sadly, if I put the purple rug in the bedroom, Henry will no longer have access to his favorite new friend. Maybe that's for the best. The boy does have a shedding problem.
In other news, my turn-of-the-century Moroccan slippers (aka, impulse buy) arrived this week also. They are delightful.