Socks
Description: “He will catch anything he can get his snares and traps around, he began, including cobras, monitor lizards, pythons, turtles, otters, civets (small carnivores), fishing cats, and more. He's not a huge fan of monkeys - they creep him out with their humanoid little faces, he said - but he'll catch them, too. Above all else, though, he prides himself on his skill at trapping pangolins, one of the most elusive but lucrative creatures in the forest.” ― Rachel Love Nuwer, Poached: Inside the Dark World of Wildlife Trafficking
Description: "I have my own views about Nature's methods, though I feel that it is rather like a beetle giving his" - Arthur Conan Doyle
Beetle Socks
$20
Description: "Accept the terrible responsibility of life with eyes wide open. " -Jordan Peterson
Nightmare Socks
$20
Description: "You can close your eyes to reality but not to memories. " - Stanislaw Jerzy Lec
Nightmare Socks
$20
Description: “By the time they got back, the lights were all out and everybody was asleep. Everybody, that is, except for Guih Kyom the dung beetle. He was wide awake and on duty, lying on his back with his legs in the air to save the world in case the heavens fell.” ― Arundhati Roy, The Ministry of Utmost Happiness
Description: "What if it's a shy fish? Is that a 'coy koi?' What? Don't hate me because I'm asking the important questions." - Elle Lothlorien
Koi's mask Socks
$20
Wasp Socks
$20
Description: “Shake paws, count your claws, You steal mine, I’ll borrow yours. Watch my whiskers, check both ears. Robber foxes have no fears.” – Brian Jacques
Fox's rest Socks
$20
Description: “I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was - I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.” ― Jack Kerouac, On the Road