Zeno tucked in and dreaming of warmer climes…
Cheek flares signify he’s in direct contact with the Literary Gods.
Go[o]d things will be coming my way…
A Musing American Muses
My muses, Aurelius and Zeno, musing
Zeno on retreat…
Nowhere can [a dog] find a quieter or more untroubled retreat than in his own soul.