Gosh, Max goes crazy for this. Every morning when I get out of the shower he gives me the "plop"...you know...where they just plop on their side and expose tummy. That's my signal and I must obey. I crouch down and when my hand comes near he stretches his arm way up above his head and demands that I scratch his pit. When that side is done, it's over to the next side. This is his morning routine and God forbid it should be tampered with.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
--unknown
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
--Polar Express
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.
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