Finding yourself in Shakespeare
I’m a bit of a Bard fan. Not so much that I can recite the plays (Hamlet being the exception to that statement) but enough that I enjoy them, even 8 times a week for an 10 week run.
Still, I’d forgotten until two nights ago that my animal affiliate was mentioned in the Scottish play. The witches bring it up:
“Thrice, and once the hedge-pig whin’d.” (4.1.51 Macbeth) (I’m using the Revised Arden–FYI)
Always fun to find oneself amongst the lines…even if four rounds of whining is all I get…