March 30, 2022

 

I looked down at Opal who was resting her chin on my computer cart. "Momma," she had asked, "what are you doing?" "The usual stuff, Sweetheart, looking for interesting articles for the next newsletter, catching up on emails, jotting down ideas and groceries for next week menus," I told her.

It was the way she said "Oh." that caused me to lean back and give her my full attention. "Hop up here," I beckoned. "I really need a break and some cuddling and tummy rubbing might be just the thing to warm up my cold hands."

Opal did not wait for a second invite. She DID ask, "When you say your hands are cold, exactly HOW cold? Like freezing...maybe we should cuddle first with you rubbing my thick furs before you scritch my belly."