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“The Artful Dodger“ #15

A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.

Minding my own business, I sauntered into my bathroom …

… and and was caught off guard with a sudden sneaky suspicion that I was not alone.

But I saw no one.

I saw no one, that is, until I spotted Little Blue Horse, with his head hung low.

“What’s wrong, mon petit,” I softly asked.

He answered me nought, and so I left him in his silent spray, (I mean grey!) meditation.

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