It is a gorgeous day. I sat for the longest time on my back deck in the sun smoking pipe after pipe of pungent pipe tobacco. Maggie stayed right with me and got lots of attention.
Maggie is pouting with me now, though. I had to put on her anti-flea treatment and she hates it. She will pout for about 2 or 3 days avoiding me. You would think I did something as so drastic as to abuse her. She is such a funny dog.
My mind is clear and bright today. Not the usual dark and dingy mental illness pall that can befall me. I pray for mornings like today when I get out of bed feeling rested and mentally healthy. If you are of a sane mind then thank your maker.