Cat&Dog(Me)

Argo, our dog, after a long walk where he  listened patiently to me, comforted me with the look and gave  a lick of comfort here and there, he was tired and hot. I decided to bathe him, that good old doggy, still till  the end and then ... tumbles into the ground .. hooray!


Macchia, our cat, slyly  looks at me as if to  ask "but the kids... where the heck are they???" then approaches seeking caresses, purring like an old bike, she knows that I will give a bit of cake ...


I went out at dawn with Argo, I needed to see the sky, feel the grass of the park under my hands  when we would stop for a little rest. I talk to my dog ​​and he often answers with a uhpm , uh ... boh. knows that nothing else is required.
Not having kids at home is like walking without a foot, exhausting and  sad.


Obviously, I stumbled into the lead, unfortunately I am worse than Donald Duck! a disaster. Years ago I was embarrassed, now I laugh about this , even when I stumble on leashes,  thoughts and  feelings.
I am  the descent of a hill, it seems easy but then you tumble down, then maybe I am mocked or ridiculed, but only by those who pretend to know me.
Hard to be as they  want me to so I try to be the best for myself and those I love, we are  like a good book, the others are just a newspaper, the day after nobody remembers him anymore.
S.