This is Lucy. She is my youngest and my snuggliest. I never in a million years could have imagined that I would find a dog snugglier than her big brother Dexter. He is a 72 pound brick of pitbull-mix love. He is in my lap more often than he is standing on his own four feet and now so is Lucy. She fits a little easier though at only 20 pounds. She is currently trying to help me type, but she doesn't have the whole QWERTY thing figured out.
As I mentioned somewhere, I love my animals. They are my babies for sure and there are plenty of them. Two dogs, four cats and my two ponies. Honestly most times I would choose an animal over a person, hands down. They are better listeners than most for sure, and they never give unwanted advice. One of my horses is quick to share her opinion on things though. If she doesn't like a person's attitude, she lets you know in no uncertain terms. She is famous for winding up with her derriere and body slamming the wall of her stall when she doesn't get her way. I spoiled her a little too much when she was a baby. Oh well... it's too late now since she will be 16 next week!
Well, I suppose since part of the reason I wanted to start this blogging thing was to post some writing and some photos, I ought to get around to that. I wrote a new poem today and I'm posting another photo to go with it. I just had to get Lucy's cuteness on here. She is so cute, it almost should be illegal.
(Imagine the lilac photo here. I wanted it here, but it doesn't seem to want to be here, so it's all the way at the top.)
The scent of lilac
rests
heavy on the air.
The sweet thickness
assaults
my senses as I step out
the door.
Sounds of domesticity
abound
and all I can do
is remember the lilacs.
The lilac poem is great. I have the same feeling with the dark Purple Bearded iris' from my dad's.
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