I was reading a book on sketching (Sketch Book for the Artist by Sarah Simblet) when I decided to stop reading about it and do a sketch. The only thing that seemed inviting was my dog, sleeping by my side. He was at a funny angle so I knew that the sketch would look odd. But I swear, this is what he looked like.
Anyway, I eventually got back to the Simblet book and found that the next chapter was on sketching your sleeping dog. As usual, I was ahead of my time.