Saturday, February 28, 2009
There's a reason why being alone is often seen as a torment, not a blessing. Whatever the species, a spark is kindled when you witness a greeting that doesn't involve a boot in the face. This nuzzling might have lasted a second, but it captures the essential dream of sentient life. Not to be alone.
Stop by the shelter sometime and share in the dream. We're short on ponies, but cats are abundant.