As many of you know, Marmee loves her Ducky.
I often find them together, lying there on the shelf at the end of the tub.
Ducky shares Marmee’s love for the birds.
Together they watch them flit by the window, back and forth, back and forth.
I try not to eavesdrop on their conversations.
But I think the two of them could talk for hours and never run out of things to say.
Once, when I asked Marmee if maybe she needed a new friend. Maybe someone new? Perhaps a goose, or a monkey, or a piggy?
“Nope…” she replied.
And there you have it. ❤
Every day I am reminded…
As I paddle along…
That no matter how much ugliness there might seem to be in our world…
Beauty, in all its many forms,
In all its shapes and sizes…
And the only thing I love more than experiencing beauty…
Is sharing it.
‘Night all. ❤
You’ve heard of the “dog days of summer”?
Well, we have something similar here, too.
The days are heavy, hot and humid, without a breeze in sight.
Nothing moves much…
We find it’s better to be belly up, than not.
All the experts tell us that this will end around August 11th.
But Marmee and I have heard that “tall tail” before.
So we’ll keep you posted.
With paws crossed that cooler days are just around the corner.
And in the meantime, we’ll be doing whatever it takes to keep a smile going under our whiskers.
Whatever it takes. 😉 ❤
Yep, it’s Monday.
And you can either crawl back under the covers
You can put your Cat Strut on, step out into that ole’ world…
And see what mischief you can get into. 😉
Have a good one, everybody!
Watching ducks paddling along in the marsh channels is a kind of Zen thing for me.
Often seen two by two, they glide together slowly, as if they were one.
Side by side, or in single file.
Pressing into the water that fans out behind them…
Yet you never hear a sound.
But if you listen very carefully, really listen… you will hear them whispering softly to one another…
“Paddle on, paddle on, just keep paddlin’ on…”
It’s one of those gray, drizzly, humid Mondays, and some of us are having a tough time keeping our eyes open.
Just when you think you’re feeling a bit of energy, those eyelids start to get veeeerrry droopy…
Wait a minute, I think she just moved!
Just my imagination.
My sleepy Tink. ❤