Sometimes, when I get all riled up on the inside and I think I need to find a sweet woodsy Nell-type cabin to live in where no one can reach me and I can just sit on the porch and drink tea and chop wood and fix some stew and knit a new wardrobe and stroll for hours in the forest and make my own jam, I see my neighbor having a gentle little chat with her dog wherein she is advising him that although the sky looks dark and grey and cloudy that it is as fine a time as any to go on a walk and check out the day and he initially is not buying it but after some more adept cajoling he relinquishes and struts on out into the afternoon with her by his side, happy to be among the living.
Oh go on with yer bad self,
Connie Cornball
3 comments:
I love any story with a dog in it.
Connie, my boyfriend Liam Neeson and I would be happy to host you at *the* Nell cabin we share.
Right now I'm trying to convince Jack it's quiet time. He needs the Nell cabin tonight!
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