I think this was used to attack a Dutchman who landed on the shores of New York back in 1624 to economically exploit the city, because I can see a little bit of dried blood on it.
Except for the red, these colors are too understated for my tastes.
I'm currently sitting in a park in NYC, watching an owner share ice cream from the same spoon and bowl as her dog. So gross. Is this common amongst owners? And don't dogs lick their buttholes and privates?!
Many moons ago, when I was a teen in foster care, a foster mom of mine said that despite everything, I must have a guardian angel looking out for me and protecting me from harm.
I never really thought about it until years later, when I realized that throughout my lifetime, I have been in COUNTLESS dangerous situations where irreparable harm could have been inflicted on me, but somehow I had been spared, or that I had miraculously avoided by just a hair. All this despite the fact that I've always been a petite girl/woman who always attracts attention (not only unwanted sexual attention), but I somehow have luckily avoided the worst of fates.
What explains finding myself in risky situations where anything could happen to me, but I still emerge unscathed? It is my Capricorn Moon that's protecting me lol?