Always fascinated as to what they dream of. Dad always said ‘chasing rabbits’ when our dog did this, though a town dog born in a kennels … I doubt she’d ever seen a rabbit. Maybe squirrels, cats – the yappy chihauhau from the end of the road.
Lovely stuff Bill
That’s the DNA of their race innit, chasing rabbits, squirrels — I thought the same myself, watching her limbs there quiver and her lip kind of jerk, how her breathing changes, really weird. They look corpse-like on the rug, how deep they sleep…perhaps something to consider, our sleep-dreams of life, of living elsewhere, memories or imagined rabbits.
Love the look of that deep, corpse like sleep – bit envious of it. It’s like babies, the deepest sleep of our lives, before our brains begin to play horrible tricks on our subconcious.
The dog in her sleep quivered,
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Always fascinated as to what they dream of. Dad always said ‘chasing rabbits’ when our dog did this, though a town dog born in a kennels … I doubt she’d ever seen a rabbit. Maybe squirrels, cats – the yappy chihauhau from the end of the road.
Lovely stuff Bill
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That’s the DNA of their race innit, chasing rabbits, squirrels — I thought the same myself, watching her limbs there quiver and her lip kind of jerk, how her breathing changes, really weird. They look corpse-like on the rug, how deep they sleep…perhaps something to consider, our sleep-dreams of life, of living elsewhere, memories or imagined rabbits.
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Love the look of that deep, corpse like sleep – bit envious of it. It’s like babies, the deepest sleep of our lives, before our brains begin to play horrible tricks on our subconcious.
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I know, after kids seems you never sleep the same again.
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Very, very true 🙂
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