Hrafn comes up and wraps his neck around mine and presses his snout into my neck and sighs.
He’ll stand there doing that forever, until I start to get a neck ache.
I think it’s as close to a “hug” as he can get.
:)
37 posted on 12/13/2018 1:16:49 AM PST by Salamander
(Death makes angels of us all, and give us wings where we once had shoulders, smooth as ravens' claws)
