Even my dogs get depressed when I am not writing....

Wednesday morning 8:48 am EST. The children are off to school, pets are fed and I am ready...Plunking my arse on the couch, my two little dogs stare at me incredulous. I can see their tiny minds whirring...."can it be she is writing again...?" As if they both figure it out at the same time, they race across the hardwood floor, both jumping at the ottoman, which is their first landing spot before leaping towards the couch. My little man Matrix, face plants into the side of the ottoman and Sedona snuggles down next to me. She stares at Matrix, who's ears are now flopping down, knowing he has once again lost this battle to get the coveted seat next to me.

It is indeed time to start writing again.

Peace!

Kelly