So I am now back to my regular programming with Sunday Scribblings. The topic for this week is the inner life of pets.
Now, since pets are animals (yes?) and we are animals (yes?) then I am going to talk about my best friend (pet?), the male in my life. Not such a big leap to think of men in the pet category... Ummm
Well, pets liked to be petted. They like their fur rubbed. Yes, men or at least my man likes to be petted and stroked.
Pets like to play or at least they like to be a companion. Yes, my man likes to sit with me as we watch T.V. or talk about work, amateur radio, or other projects.
Pets like to eat. Yes, my man gets very upset if he is not fed. He doesn't sit on the floor with his head in the food dish, but if I don't feed him on time he may growl at the dog and take the dog's food. :-)
Oh yea, and pets like to sleep. There are times when my man is alseep, I can hear his soft breath. I look for the gentle rise and fall of his chest. He lies on his side and reaches for where the imprint of my body would be if I were sleeping beside him.
So when I ask him about his inner life, he just grunts.