I think Im catching a cold as my throat is on fire and I really tired.
Mark has gone out for the day, geocaching and Im left with the pooch, a list as long as my arm for things to do and absolutely no motivation to do it. You could say that my mojo has done a bunk and the will to live is weak.
So in trots this little guy and he invites me outside to play. And I kneel down on the patio with him to soak up the good stuff and revive my soul. And I just wonder if that guys knows something. Like he just knows I needed that little bit of sunshine. Impish he maybe but a real companionship is what I feel from him most. He is sat at my feet as I type this little post and Ive a spring in my step. **I actually have a notion to pick up the herma**
I don't care what people say about people and their pets because I know this is true: they are life savers and little friends who do the smallest of things to make the hugest of difference. And I love this quotation which is fitting: A friend is someone who will help you move. A real friend is someone who will help you move your body.
I have such gratitude to Maz who helps me see things in such positive if not moving lights. her love of quotes is rubbing off on me. Thanks Maz.