Monday, August 27, 2018
: There is a pattern to happiness. It starts with a hand on the neck...
That slowly travels to my side...
And ends at my hip. I have been known to actually pass out on TBTs lap when he does that JUST RIGHT.
My foot even wiggles a bit.
And I am gone until he has to move his legs...
He tries hard not to. The TV helps. Snacks help.
I could stay here all night...
Mark's Mews (Ayla, Iza, and Marley)