Happiness Is Finding The Sunny Spot



As I worked today {and by worked I mean, surfed the net…for “research” purposes, downloaded a few itunes and ate my kids’ Goldfish crackers straight from the bag}, my dog strolled in and curled up on the floor beside me.

For Roger, a dog we adopted a few years ago from a shelter, this is his happy place.

He’s content with little comforts, like finding the sunny spot. He gets excited about simple things like trips in the car and walks in the park.  How wonderful life must be, to be carefree and without a worry in the world. In my next life, I’m coming back as a dog. 

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