Happiness Is……

Last Saturday I went for a long walk with my momma and a friend.  The day was sunny, the sky was blue, small little while puffy clouds drifted by and there were lots of things for me to sniff.  I was happy. Some people think it takes a lot to make them happy.  ‘If I had that car, that man or woman….” that thing that will hypothetically complete us and somehow, magically, make us happy.  Looking externally for what should come from internal knowing.  Dogs don’t do that.  While we desire a good juicy bone every now and again, all we really want is to be loved and the opportunity to love in return.   Sometimes me and momma help out at a women’s shelter. Momma helps wash clothes, make the beds and prepare food.  I mostly sit and greet the women entering the shelter. All of the women are really glad to see me.  They stoop to pet me and give me little apple treats, and in return I wag my tail at them and tilt my head to-and-fro, being cute in hopes of getting extra loving. I always look forward to seeing Molly, one of the pseudo shelter regulars.  Molly lost her job, and as a result her house and health insurance. Molly mostly makes ends meet by taking day jobs. Molly has high blood pressure and uses her pennies wisely to pay for her medications.  But Molly also gives some of her hard earned money to the local animal shelter. Not a lot, but it’s a lot to Molly – and in return all that Molly...

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