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Sculptural Tongue
April 11th, 2014 at 7:04 pm
That tongue almost seems prehensile. I wouldn’t put it past Charlie’s wild kin to use it in anteater fashion, to winkle prey out of tight places.
April 11th, 2014 at 11:46 pm
Well, I guess when you get tired of holding your nose on your snout, you just reach up and rest it on your tongue. A resourceful coyote, is Charlie.
Wright1 – love that word winkle (did you perhaps just finish watching “Sense and Sensibility”? :)). I’m guessing there’s no better winkler than Charlie.
More hugs to you, Shreve. xo
April 11th, 2014 at 11:47 pm
Oops… did it again. Forgot to include my name. Duh.
April 14th, 2014 at 2:18 am
Oh goodness! I just want to squeeze him! I wouldn’t, because I’m sure he would not want to be squeezed! But I’d still like to! I guess, sometimes, you have to love from afar. :)