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When I walk in the floresta I look before I take each step. With a new puppy in the house I find I must do the same inside. It has made me realize how unaware I was most of my … Continue reading
Sleeping puppy or baby wanting only our warmth and love teaches us to treasure the special moments when life stands still so we can savor our existence filled with gratitude knowing that like the baby and puppy we rest in … Continue reading
Puppy time is in the now. No thought of tomorrow or regret of yesterday. I’m changing my clocks to puppy time learning that each moment is precious.
Puppy stalks grasshopper who lands on his nose Be careful what you chase that doesn’t chase you!
I had forgotten how to play to laugh for the sheer joy of life, to be silly, to growl at a shadow, toss a sock ball in the air, wag my tail, make tiny leaps of delight, smother others with … Continue reading
I have a new professor brindle ball of love. It has been many years since I had a puppy squiggly eating, pooping machine that makes me laugh over his sheer exuberance of life. Ali * delights me shows me how … Continue reading
The advantage of having a soft belly is that it is the perfect spot for a puppy or grandchild to sleep. Thank-you, God, for a body without abs that I can know the joy of cuddling a sleeping puppy or … Continue reading
I want to be a puppy loved by all joyous playful sweet smelling a Peter Pan puppy through all Eternity
Like who you were Like who you are Like who you are becoming The love we have for ourselves spreads easily to others. If you can love yourself and a puppy–you are almost home!
I thought I could but I failed, again. Shall I quit? The task seems impossible. I lie on the floor and cry. My puppy licks the tears on my cheeks. He chases his tail, barks at his shadow, bites my … Continue reading
I can love my dog, who licks my fingers in pleasure of my company. He’s taught me to enjoy rubbing his belly, going for walks in the floresta with him, howling at the moon. Life is so simple for him: … Continue reading
What chance has he who can not love a puppy, joyful and pure? Love unfolds each time we open our hearts, expanding into spirals of infinity.
My thighs are too flabby, my voice too shrill, this nose is crooked, and my belly did swell. God replied, “If I don’t care, why do you?”
I heard the cry when he fell into the deep ravine; his barks led me to a tiny puppy unable to scale the muddy walls. Knowing I could not get him out, I quietly asked for help. Within seconds a … Continue reading
For some, saying, “I love you,” is difficult. What makes these words so threatening at times? Can we love with no strings attached–just open our hearts to each other and give our love joyfully? And, by the way, throw in a … Continue reading