I sometimes wonder what my dog, Hagrid, is thinking. Especially when he looks at me like I should know what he is thinking. I hope to one day interpret all of the signals and know what it is he is thinking. But then I will prolly get stuck behind the gender line. I won't know what he is thinking because I am not a he, I am a she. Oh well.
Ever wonder what it would be like to be a bird? being able to fly and swoop and divebomb. My bad luck, I would end up airsick.
I saw a painting the other day that I wish I had been in at the moment in time that it was painted. It was a lovely sunset on a beach with the mountains behind it. What was the artist thinking when he painted that picture. Probably had nothing to do with chickens, I bet.
Curiosity drives me nuts sometimes. Why wonder all these things if I will never be able to know the answers to these questions.
4 comments:
YOu have too much time on your hands...
well, I *am* on vacation
I completely understand your wanting to know the thoughts of your dog. Don't they just seem all knowing?
most of the time they do, but sometimes Hagrid seems completely clueless. :) But he is my boy, and a good boy.
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