Just to show that procrastination isn’t the only reason that I don’t get accomplished, what I should. Like Mary and her lamb, I love (most) animals, and they love me. When I stop in at the daughter’s place, I don’t usually sit down. I get in and out quicker.
The above photo, dark and murky though it may be, shows what happens if I sit in the big recliner chair. Daughter is hosting two short-haired female Chihuahuas for a breeder. One insists on licking my entire face – could be for the perspiration salt – could be because she really likes me. The other doesn’t lick faces, but will clean out both of my ears.
The grandson’s German Shepherd-cross never believes that the Chihuahua does my face correctly, and insists on re-licking it. With a much larger tongue, it should take her less time, but if I don’t insist on coming up for air, it could go on all afternoon. She took out my sapphire ear-stud out one day. I never noticed, and I’ve never replaced it.
The daughter’s younger male cat, who will not be picked up, has picked up on the fact that I’ve been practicing my petting and skritching at home. He has settled onto the left side of my lap, while the little female loudly stands below him at my knee.
Not seen, on the sofa to my right, is Benny, the big son to my now-gone Contessa. He was battling a two-ear infection, with partial deafness and vertigo, but still loudly insisted that I reach out to him too.
The daughter sometimes babysits the breeder’s little, male, long-haired Chihuahua, when she’s on a business trip. He will let no man near him, but will run to the daughter when I arrive. She is allowed to pick him up, and hand him off to me. There, he quickly settles into the crook of my left elbow, and closes his eyes as I stroke him. He’d probably purr, if he were a cat.
The wife insists that I’m the reincarnation of St. Francis of Assisi. All this adoration is like high-octane gasoline; it fuels my soul. It de-stresses me, and lowers my blood pressure, though it doesn’t help my memory or concentration. “Why did I come in here today?? Shopping??! What for? What time is it? What day is this?” 😕