February 22nd 2010 8:01 am
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It was oh so chilly in our house this morning. When Mom got up I got up too and followed her into the living room. She tinkered with the woodstove to get things warmed up. I jumped onto the loveseat and Mom covered me with a nice fleece throw. She didn't see how I did it but somehow I moved to the other end of the loveseat and still had the cover on. Bol, I probably wore it over there. She tucked me in.
Later, she sat down on the couch across from the woodstove. I jumped onto her lap. She scratched my back and petted me. Ahhh, nice. I stayed there a long time. It was warm and cozy. Mom kissed me. She called me little names like "sweetie" and "good boy" and "fuzzy white boy".
It's the little things that make life wonderful.
Awwww... sounds heavenly. :o)
Well said Drover...well said!
Awww, so sweet :)
Harley sighs with contentment when he reads bout Drover's most excellent morning
Awww...the good life!
Aaaww Drover that's so sweet! It sounds like my weekend mornings when mama can snuggle with me while she enjoys her morning coffee. Life is good!