Yowza, where are my sunglasses? Actually, my regular corrective lenses will transition to keep the brilliant sunshine from blinding me. Little fuzzy one loves the warmth on her stiff bones, specially hips, as she grows into the golden years with us. Sometimes we humans forget the likenesses between the species. I'll make sure she spends time out on our screened patio so her little body absorbs the natural vitamins. Nothing heals all creatures like the sun's bright smile. On that note, outside we go!
2 comments:
Isn't it rare these days to "C" the sun?
Yes. OMG, Yes.
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