After we napped yesterday, and I got up to fix dinner, I returned to my bedroom to find him rolled into the spot where I had been sleeping with his nose tucked under the pillow where my head had been laying. Now, that's devotion.
On sunny gorgeous days like today, I have an open-door policy on the backdoor. Roméo has a nap-on-the-stoop-in-the-afternoon-sun policy. The two work well together!
I was born on a bitterly cold end of January night in the year 1961. It was seven years to the day after the birth of Oprah Winfrey, and one year before the death of Robert Frost on that same day. Cool associations both.
I was the first child of older parents (my mother was 42). I love the color yellow. I am single, and fascinated with life.
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