This morning when I woke up I reached out like I always do and curved my hand around my lilac-colored cat, and I felt like my first conscious moment was a connection to pure love. I realized I wake up like this every morning, and that I am surrounded by love every moment in my home.
When I am ready to take the dogs outside they are full of happiness. They think (so often) about having fun. They are almost always ready to have fun, and they continually remind me of it. If I can plan to include them in where I am going if I go out, it’s so much more fun.
I don’t know where my poodle came from. I don’t know if he ran away or was abandoned. My chihuahua was found on the side of the road, or rather in the middle of the road. I think he had recently been abandoned, and I was the third car to swerve around him. I can’t imagine life without them. All of our cats were adopted from other people.
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