I wag. Thump, thump, thump. This is what I’m thinking:
"Cuddles, food, life. And something more."
I think about how named colors represent abstractions.
I think about how one dog biscuit might be better than another, but both are pretty good.
I think about how I prefer raw meat but never get to eat it.
I think about the eurozone.
I think about how our Swiss landlady likes to clean and my mom prefers to write a poem.
I think about how our Swiss landlady likes to clean and my mom prefers to write a poem.
I think about how humans are perpetual failures.
I think about how it is important to love them anyway.
Tootsie, we were traveling when we first read this -- shared it with several friends but didn't write to tell you how you are a very wise little dog, as well as a fun one! Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
ReplyDeleteDear Christa,
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for sharing this with friends. I really appreciate it and your kind comments.
I remain--as ever--your little sausage friend.
Keep on wagging.
Love,
Tootsie