Happy Place

“When I look into the eyes of an animal, I do not see an animal. I see a living being. I see a friend. I feel a soul.” Anthony Douglas Williams

This particular soul wanted me to sit with him a while longer the other day. So I did. That’s the beautiful thing about vacation. It’s easier to make time for the tiny creatures with the big personalities who simply want a bit of your time.

My chores could wait so I stayed and read a while longer. Scout clung to my leg as he drifted off into a deep sleep, the kind where he snores and makes an occasional cooing sound that tells me he’s in his happy place.

When that happens, I’m in my happy place too.

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