Sometimes we get into moods where we think too deeply, we muse too strongly, and we feel just too much. And so we must get it out. We must express it. And so on 4/7/18, after a particularly rough day, my mind wandered into its darkness as I watched a wonderful movie, and came out with the following.
When we look at our dogs, we think they are just the happiest creatures on earth. It's hard to imagine our wiggly tailed and happy faced pooches could ever feel anything but innocent, pure joy. So for a lot of dog owners, they are surprised when they find out that dogs actually can suffer from depression.
We all have them. Girl problems. In some way shape or form everyone has got at least one girl problem. Even boys.
We all hate fleas. Even people who don't have four-legged, furry children hate fleas. So we all strive to keep them out of our homes, yards, and off of our precious pets. But usually flea preventive is expensive. And chemicals. And awful. It makes us feel bad, it makes our pets feel bad, it stinks, and what a huge money dump!
My world is one of black and white. Of good and evil. My world is after mankind’s destruction. Sobs and hysteria echo about the empty valleys and cities now where there was once endless noise, a mixture of good and bad and anywhere in between. Laughter is rarely heard and when it is, it is looked down upon with terror as if the very idea or thought or sound of joy might bring more devastation upon the surface of our world.