Some days, the world really has a way of making you feel like everyone is "out to get you" and that you're just barely getting by (whether or not that's really true.)
I came home in a very bleak mood the other day. Nothing catastrophic had happened, but to steal a line that I've heard before, and it felt like I was being nibbled to death by a bunch of ducks. Lots of little stuff.
But I challenge anyone to remain in a bad mood if they are greeted at the door by happy, dancing greyhound, who is delirious with joy for seeing them. As soon as the door opened, Argos raced over, and did the little greyhound dance in front of me (kind of looks like the Peanuts characters dancing, come to think of it, but with more spinning.) He was soooo happy to see me, with a big doggie grin on his face, tongue lolling, tail spinning like a helicopter propeller. Ah, the joys of home.
Jeff and I made dinner together, and I could feel myself relaxing even more as we talked, even if some of it was just routine stuff like, "Did you medicate Charlotte?" or "What's on for tomorrow," that kind of stuff.
Later, after our walk, and everyone had eaten and their various needs cared for, I sank into the recliner, putting my feet up. Let's not mention that I did this so that spouse and the dog could lie on the couch: there was no room for me! A few minutes into our television show (Glee, if you must know!) and Charlotte jumped up into the chair and then up into her favorite spot, on the chair back above my head, tail occasionally dropped down over the front so that she could twitch me with it. A few minutes later, Bit jumped up and settled in to nap between my feet, which were covered by a warm fleece blanket. And then Annie jumped up and settled in on my lap. All three were purring.
And wait, wait it isn't over yet! Later that night, as I climbed into bed for sleeping, Romeo jumped up onto the bed and snuggled up against my leg. He's learning that humans and beds = warmth and snuggles, now that I have learned to look before moving my legs in the middle of the night.
This kind of evening is what life is all about. It makes all of the other stuff more bearable, you know?
You are so right... After a long, hard day, there is nothing better than coming home to the two and four legged creatures that you love and that love you back.... a little wine also doesn’t hurt.
ReplyDeleteI've had a lot of those days! There is nothing better than the happy dance when you get home! It's my favorite part of any day.
ReplyDeleteSo true. I don't know how other people get on without animals in the house.
ReplyDeletePurrfect:)
ReplyDeleteYep, I provide my people with lots of love & comfort!
ReplyDeleteNubbin wiggles,
Oskar
PS - I voted for your friend!
Very well put. There's nothing better than coming home to lots and lots of loving! Puts all that little stuff in perspective. I think you summed it up very well.
ReplyDeleteI really like the analogy of getting nibbled to death by ducks. It's a perfect description.
ReplyDeleteVery glad that you were able to relax, decompress and absorb all the greatness of your animals at home - even if they don't let you on the couch :)
I love the happy dance the dogs do for you when you come home!!! It makes the world alright again!!! I have missed your visits!!! I just posted on Bambi's surgery. Do come and visit with us!!
ReplyDeleteXXOO, Bambi & Fern
i couldn't agree more! they really seem to know when we need an extra snuggle after a long day. they are just what the doctor ordered.
ReplyDeleteLove this. It's so true. No matter what happens in life or what problems I'm dealing with at work, coming home to a nutty, lovable mutt makes everything else seem a little less important. As long as we have our furry buddies, everything will be okay.
ReplyDeleteJust checking back with you to tell you she is still doing good!! The bandage id still on. She goes back to the vets on Thursday.
ReplyDeleteHave a good day tomorrow!!!
Yup. When all three cats are in and snoozing and nobody's fighting and the kids and grownups are all settled down and there are laps free for all who want them, and the house is warm and bright against the dark of November -- I think about those paintings of the Peaceable Kingdom, you know? The lamb lying down with the lion, and all right with the world.
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Jack@PDB
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I agree 100%. Opie can lift my mood with his wiggling happiness when he walks in the door. My husband is sick with a cold right now and Opie lays his head on his belly and hubby says the dog really lifts his spirits.
ReplyDeleteOpie really is man, woman and child's best friend.
Sigh!