Today, I needed something to allow me to escape from a jumbled up mess that is called "the junk room, the kitchen, living room where my husband has his hobbies, and then my "Sewing Room" with my stash is stacked in crates.
What can I say? These sweet ones communicate without words, just their own words.
What would happen if a known political being was in process of delivering an important message to the audience?
What would happen if somehow two little cute ones argued their way onto the stage?
What if, in some way, after they wander onto the stage, and decide to lecture the speaker?
Somehow that image makes me smile.
Boy, that boggles the mind.
