Thinking about how simple and special "love" is for human beings, and dogs.
Right now, I'm sitting at my laptop, typing. At my left ankle, Fargo Lebowski Higgins is passed out on the floor. Just above him, grandly snoozing out on the futon behind me, is Preston McGinty Higgins. Lab Mix and Purebreed Wolfhound, gotta be RIGHT WITH ME to be "okay". And Marty's downstairs, waiting (not really) patiently while I'm farting around online.
I have to stop this -- I have to go cook dinner. But I'm having all these little mini-epiphanies with the blog stuff, and I look at Preston's pretty brown eyes, because just now, Charlotte (ShaSha) the Grey Kitten, has jumped up to give Preston a snuggle -- and when I turned my head, there's Sha-Sha, Gumby the Wonder Kat, and Queen Sierra, Queeen of All She Surveys, Cat, hovering behind me.
Did I mention we have two dogs (Preston and Fargo) and FIVE cats (Queen Sierra, Gumby, Greg, Charlotte, and Takara, aka Wee)???
Jeez. What a total menagerie. But I love it, and would not trade it. The Fuppies are wonderful, and the Kittays are always drawn to the burning heat from Marty's inflamed leg...
The animalia make me happy when I come home. Every one of them. I can get lost in the kitties' fur-fur. Nothing smells as good as kittles.
