Thank you for making me laugh.
I saw you sitting in the back of a bombed out Datsun.
You were so regal.
Being driven to the beach by your servants?

I was on my way to work, stuck in traffic.
You would think by now that I could handle it, but no, it was you who made the whole trip worthwhile, worth IT!

Everything about you made everything about me smile, smile, smile.
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I have three words to say to you, black dog.

woof woof woof

I just heard a funny bird singing outside and it reminded me of you.

For some reason I am missing you so badly today.

I miss the way your warmth enfolds me, day and night. I miss the smell of you.

I miss the smiling, brown faces of your people, their perfect white teeth, their sincerity, friendliness and eagerness to please.

I miss wandering your streets, avoiding sidewalk obstacles, gazing into windows at an endless array of fashion for the body and home. I miss your beautiful, bedraggled dogs and your fragile, forlorn felines .

I wish I could be with you right now. I’m cold in this place. Winter always makes me miss you more.

I can picture my plane coming into land at your primative airport, my heart pounding wildly, knowing that in just moments I will be in your embrace.

It’s hard not knowing when I’ll see you again. I hope it will be sooner than I think.

Until then…

M xx

I’m sorry to say this, but you are my least favourite day of the week.

Please don’t take this the wrong way. I have tried to be positive about you. Tried to like you, even and put more energy than I care to remember into embracing you and rejoicing in you. But the results are the same week after week.

By lunch time I have had enough of you and just want you to go away. I am so tired of you by then I literally begin to doze off. I can’t wait for you to end, so that I can get on with Tuesday, closer and closer to the days I like.

I really am sorry. I know you don’t mean to be so awful. It’s not your fault. Saturday and Sunday are hard acts to follow.

I know you don’t have very many friends so I’m going to make more of an effort with you next week. I promise…

M
xx

If I was a cat, this would be my 'Monday' look

You are beautiful, new and peaceful. You wrap cool, grey arms around me, but I am warmed by your first coffee.

I would love to linger and enjoy your company, but I must hurry.

It’s Sunday and I want to go worship your creator.

M
xx

PS: I loved the shadows you gave me. I’ll post them on Shadow Shot Sunday over at Hey Harriet. I’m sure you’ll see lots of familiar faces over there.

Your All Natural Almond Crunch was superb; was being the operative word.

After consuming a packet over three days, I discovered that, although it has no cholesterol, no gluten, no dairy, no wheat and no preservatives, it does contain 46 grams of fat per 100 grams. I don’t get it. This must be a typo. Please tell me it’s a typo…

Mrs May. I don’t think I can buy your ‘Original Slow Dry-Roasted Snack’ any more.

It has to be a typo. I really, really loved it. And a portion of my purchase was donated to Wheels for the World, a nonprofit program of Joni & Friends dedicated to collecting, restoring and distributing wheelchairs to people with disability around the world? Please don’t make me feel bad for not donating any more.

I’m sorry..

M xx

Ohhh, it’s the ‘good fat’, you say?