my dog got groomed today and we always walk thru petsmart (Where she gets groomed) afterwards so she can get tons of attention. Of course she also gets to pick out a toy and today she wanted a pretty blue squeaking monkey. She was sashaying up and down the aisles with the monkey in her mouth, pausing off and on to let people pet her. We had just stopped for a family of two adults, two young girls and three small dogs...very small dogs compared to my newfoundland. When we turned to go, one of the shy children who had hidden behind momma, hollered ...I turned around and she was pointing silently to the blue monkey on the floor. Story had dropped it. I smiled and motioned for her to get it..and this bashful child who obviously understood all too well the angst of forgetting a toy..snuk out from behind her momma and grabbed the toy and shyly approached my dog...my old girl nudged her hand and kissed it before she took the toy...
what a soft sweet memory I now have. When i am older and rocking more than I am walking, I will cover memories like this instead of watching Maury...
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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