Open Arms

I have a new fascination these days, and it's with arms and hands/paws. It's amazing how different they can be. Yesterday I explored this fascination through my art, first with a photo of A's arm. It has lots of hair like mine, but is very long, and he doesn't use it to walk on...
Then I shot one of my cousin Ollie's arm. It's also a lot longer than mine, but at least he walks the right way, on all four. Well, not so much walks, but runs around and bangs into things. He seems like he's still figuring out how to use his limbs. Kids these days...
And then I pondered my own. They look much bigger in this photo then they actually are. I love my paws. I can sit for hours and hours just watching, and licking, and gnawing at them. Aren't they beautiful?
Although A's are pretty tasty, I'll give him that. Especially after he eats. So I guess he can be excused for the whole bi-ped thing. I wish he would eat spare ribs every day. Mmmm... Spare ribs.