four-footed fantasy
When I get stressed (it’s finals week, remember), I get silly. Jeremy will tell you he heard this around our house last night, “All I want for Christmas is a furry lap mammal and to be a quadruped.”
Seriously, wouldn’t being a quadruped be so fun? Sometimes I get the craving deep in my bones to run fast and close to the earth, stretching fully all my limbs. C’mon, I know there must be others who know what I mean.
Pamela said,
December 5, 2004 @ 8:25 pm
All right, Em, I’ll admit it and say that there have been many times when I’ve thought that it would be wonderful to thunder across a plain like a wild horse, or leap up something with the ease of a cat. I can imagine that the different orientation would be wonderful to experience.
I love the Native American concept that man and creature can occupy the same physical space in different forms.