Rabbit turning back, Sleeping Croc or the Moose?

As a child, the shape of clouds held a special place in my heart, bringing a unique sense of happiness. Gazing up at the sky, I would often spot clouds taking on various forms – from fluffy animals to majestic castles. It was like an ever-changing canvas of imagination, where each cloud held a secret story waiting to be discovered. The joy of identifying familiar shapes and creating stories around them brought a sense of wonder and innocence to my young mind. Cloud-watching became a cherished pastime, allowing me to escape into a world of endless possibilities and filling my heart with happiness and awe.