And the Living is Easy

My sleep lifts just enough to sense the soundless pitter-pat  of little paws suddenly materializing at  the foot of the bed and marching up to just short of my face.   My eyes still closed in a futile attempt at feigning sleep, I hear the beginnings of a low-pitched purr and feel  the faint brush of a soft nose and pointy whiskers against my cheek… little kitty kisses.

My smile beats my eyes at opening and Bear lets out his morning meow, knowing he has won.

Sadie, in her bed next to ours, now stands and leans in so that her face is resting right next to Bear. Now two sets of eyes greet mine. Coco, ever the last to stir,  remains warm and snuggled under the comforter.

I lift my arm from under the covers  and give my demanding Bear his morning  pat.  Sadie’s tail starts vibrating in anticipation.  Ever hopeful, she tentatively reaches up with her big paw and rests it beside her big nose.

As I reach over to remove  Sadie’s  paw and give her sweet face a rub,  I remember about today and a little cheer inwardly escapes.

Is there any better feeling than waking up to the first day of vacation?   I think not.

and on another happy note:

This past week my grandson Chris was in town to attend the Metallica concert with his dad.    Here he is with his wee brother Zach.    I look at this photo and my grandmother heart  simply melts and overflows.