Saturday, 17 October 2009

Weaning my poor boy.

This picture by the fantastic Swiss artist Maria Zgraggen is probably how my poor boy feels this week, especially as he appears to be getting his molars too. Interpretation is in the eye of the beholder but in this image I can see it might be sad and painful but it’s necessary for physical and mental growth.




© Maria Zgraggen
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