Yesterday, I was lying on the floor next to the sofa contemplating the meaning of life, Tim was on the sofa doing the same thing and Mandy was out seeing a client. I was getting close to a definitive answer when suddenly I heard Mandy's voice right next to us. I jumped up and gave her an enthusiatic greeting with lots of licks and tail and whole body wags. It is the first time she has snuck in without me realising. (She claims she did no sneaking.) Tim hadn't realised as well until she scratched him gently on the head. I usually hear the car or the back gate or something. Anyway, the meaning of life no longer seemed important compared to Mandy's return.
"Everybody's life really consists of small things."
"A New Earth" Eckhart Tolle
Life is great when your beloved pack member returns home.
4 comments:
Love it when we catch you off guard. You rarely give us a chance to do so. Have a great evening Ruby :)
Yep, life is great when your pack members return...I fully agree!
Nala
Aww, what a sweet tale....maybe everyone's definition of the meaning of life is different Ruby, and this is yours :o)
Slobbers xx
If only all our pleasures were so simple.
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