This peculiar image reflects well what I was picturing would happen to Secret and I the day we heard wolves while out riding in the woods. I am not quite sure what happened to my clothes but I assume the wolves ate them!
Upon further research I discovered this is actually an image of a man who has had the misfortune of sleeping with the wrong man’s wife. This seems a most adequate revenge I would imagine!
See: Mazeppa Byron's poem published 1819 based on passage in Voltaire's, Charles XII.
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