By the fire one should drink ale, one should slide over the ice.
Monday, June 15, 2009
He Reads Me Like a Book
My little dog, Otis, knows me too well. This morning I put his food in the dish and sat down at my computer, but he continued to watch me with an expression I know. "Will there be anything else you desire from me, O light of my world?" he asks. Love before food is his motto. Me, I slip on the wrist protectors I wear when I write, and Otis turned to begin his breakfast.