Showing posts with label Barbie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Barbie. Show all posts

Sep 19, 2021

Does Your Dog Put His Paw on You?

 



Eli studied the dog; the dog studied Eli. Then she lifted a paw in invitation. Only a heartless man would have refused to take the offered paw in his for a shake. “It looks like I’ve got a dog named Barbie. For a couple days.”

When he started out, Barbie fell in at his heel, tail wagging enthusiastically. “I guess you’re coming with me.”

She followed him up, into his office. When he sat she moved up to sniff at his keyboard. Then she wandered off, her toenails clicking lightly on the hardwood.


Whiskey Beach





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Bruce from San Francisco, CC BY 2.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0>, via Wikimedia Commons



Most dog owners have likely experienced your dog pawing at your legs. While you may brush off this act as a mere annoyance, it’s actually your pup’s way of trying to communicate with you. And it can mean something really sweet.

 

If your dog puts his paw on you, it can be his way of saying “I love you.”


SOUTHERN LIVING




Mar 31, 2018

Post-holiday blues can teach you to celebrate reality






 He’d gotten through it. Whatever hounded him now, he’d get through that. 
He’d never give this up again, this feeling of home and of hope. 
To Whiskey Beach, he thought, lifting his glass and catching Abra’s eye, Abra’s smile. He drank to it, and everything in it.

When he stood on Monday morning after helping load cars, the feeling of hope remained with him. 

He gave his grandmother a last good-bye hug. 
“I’ll remember,” she whispered in his ear. “Stay safe until I do.” 
“I will.” “And tell Abra she won’t be teaching her morning yoga class without me much longer.” 
“I’ll do that, too.” 
“Come on, Mom, let’s get you in the car.” Rob gave his son a one-armed man hug, a slap on the back. “We’ll see you soon.” 

“Summer’s coming,” Eli said, helping his grandmother. “Make time, okay?” 

“We will.” His father walked around to the driver’s seat. 
“It was good to have all the Landons in Bluff House again. Stay ready for us. We’ll be back.” 

Eli waved them off, watched them until the road curved away. 
Beside him Barbie let out a quiet whine. “You heard him. They’ll be back.” 


Whiskey Beach



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By Gemma Stiles from Sydney, Australia - 
The Great Eggscape, CC BY 2.0,
https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=42075158




The best way to deal with this is to examine your ever-changing states—without judgement—knowing feelings and circumstances will inevitably shift again, and practice celebrating real life with all its many quirks.