I often wonder what he dreamt about.
Maybe there are some things we just aren't meant to know...
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| Poor photography aside, this image of Hondle at kip | |||||||||||
| comes from a section of my sketchbook called "Quiet Moments. | |||||||||||
| I used to watch Hondle sleep for hours on end: his little paws would twitch, he would snip and snarl, and then wake, all of a sudden. I often wonder what he dreamt about. Maybe there are some things we just aren't meant to know... |
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