Fred is my pincushion. I hand-sewed him from cotton scraps about a year and a half ago because it was driving me nuts trying to dig pins out of the tin I had them in. He was just off-handedly spliced together, which explains why he's a little wobbly. But he serves his purpose, and that's cool with me.
Also, the kids love him and often arrange my pins in elaborate featherlike creations for him. Today he's sporting a mohawk, courtesy of some little hands: