You can see the problem. It filled completely. Just as I
shouted, "Yes!" it sprung a leak and the cat spilled out. I knew from experience
that it was hopeless now, but I still had Michelle help me pour all the rest of
the metal into the mold, even as we watched it run out.
This is all I have. I broke it out of the mold earlier than I would if
it had worked. I wanted to see it before we went home. It was ruined anyway, so
I didn't wait. The metal was still soft and, what was there, broke apart. The
face was missing - just a big hole. The back of the head was there with part of
the body, and these legs. The finish looks bad. I'm learning from all this. I
hope to pour again over Christmas break. (I'm glad I'm not learning all this on
the pig.)