October 12, 2008

Life is Warm and Toasty

Hmm…Life is good, warm and toasty…

Waking up in the morning to see Goose’ crystal blue eyes smiling at me, taking a walk with him at night talking about nothing but everything, cursing him in my head whenever he calls me whatever-goofy-names he creates, feeling warm and happy in his arms and listening to his heart beating, running my fingers through his scruffy face …Yes, all those small little things put a big smile on my face.

This may sound silly that sometimes I feel like a little girl holding a jar of candies and daydreaming in a room full of sunshine. And, Goose is that room full of sunshine for me.

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