Fate And Her Bone

Fate talks to me without a sound.  This afternoon she stood by my studio door, the big bone in her mouth asking to go out.  I know she wanted to take the bone outside to bury it.

It’s a very nice bone, I’d think she would want to chew on it in the comfort of her bed instead of just burying it.

When I didn’t let her take it outside, she hid it under some fabric in my studio.

 

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