childhood

The comfort of animals on a Blue Monday

The Comfort of Animals on a Blue Monday

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It has been three years since my beautiful doggie Milo has left this realm. Every time I see a smooshed-face dog, I am reminded of him and I’m tempted to run up to the dog and hug him till he howls. As the snow piles up higher and higher I look it at it longingly wishing I could still spot him jumping through the snowbanks.

On a Blue Monday such as this, one could surely use a warm puppy to snuggle up with and maybe even bring into the workplace to ramp down the insecurities.

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If we can’t have dogs, maybe we could have a llama, cow or pig. How about a pot-bellied pig? Anything that chubby and cute is bound to ease workplace stress.  I think back to all the random farms I have visited with my son to his utmost delight. I recall one summer day we just drove for hours and then called a random farm we found in our GPS gadget and asked if they were giving tours. They were a bit taken back but said “sure, come on by.”

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We arrived and were welcomed with open arms with a tinge of quizzical gazes. They must have been thinking “city folk!”  I was just happy to be there watching my son run around with the chickens.   And run with the chickens he did.  There truly is nothing more delightful.

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The hills of San Francisco are pretty and give my thighs a good tightening. The skyscrapers of New York are beautiful at night and help you realize how miniscule one is.

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Occasionally it is nice to escape, run with the chickens and feed a baby goat. Are you feeling a bit blue? Go hug an animal or think of those cute farm animals who are waiting to be hand-fed and who will lick your fingers in delight. Mind you, stay away from camels. Either way, today I will be playing videos of my little dog (who is memorialized on the front page of this blog) and thinking of my son running with the chickens

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  1. I was cleaning out my chicken coop yesterday, and my brown chickens were jumping all over me! It appears that they missed being held, so we held them for a bit. Excuse the expression, but they were like chicken soup for the heart. 😀

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