Saturday, August 15, 2009

Go love someone

Good news people. The cows got out of the pasture the night before Brad left for a week. I did not have to cry, go to the neighbors, or wonder which bullets went to which gun. An improvement, don't you think?

Do me a favor, ok? Go hug your pets. (No, I'm not hugging the cows, they are not pets.) Penny and Keon have been driving me crazy since last night, wondering where Dad is. And I haven't been patient with them. And then I read this and I'm crying and loving on the dogs. Even if they do need a bath. I'm so lucky to have two loyal companions who keep my company, no matter my mood. I think biscuits are in order as well.

1 comment:

Shannon said...

I'm huggles-ing my kitty, dear.