Dust mites teach even me a lesson
Well, the summer has been coming and going like a lightning bolt that has struck down a tree that has fallen in the midst of a summer storm. And that is the way of the hot weather here in the great ole state of New York.
And so, I have decided to tell a little anecdote about my lovely dog that is called Igor the Blog. I tell this in special secret-ness, although it is public as well, to my loyal friend, Dreamwalker, whom I feel is just always the sweetest and sticks with me through thick and thin.
Well, the tale of Igor the Blog as of late is this:
Igor the Blog has taken to eating up bits of dust mites that live under the couch where they have formed a community of democracy, that is more imagined than real in actual life. Well, Igor has coughed one too many times from this new hobby of his, so I said to him just this morning, "Igor the Blog, you must no longer eat the dust mites of the couch!"
Well, Igor looked at me with such a face that seemed to say, "But it is just what I want to be doing." And I really think it was what he wanted to be doing, because it's what he decided to do again, even after I told him he ought not to.
And it has taught me a simple lesson of life that all must learn at one point or another:
"One may tell another what to do for that other's good, but that other will not actually do it unless that other wants to, or is scared of you, or trusts that you are right, or has enough will power to stop."
And I also have decided that I would like to grow sugar cane in my residence, even though I have yet to explore how I ought to go about doing that, because my tomatoes have simply died at this point in life, but I did eat quite a few, as did Igor the Blog, as well.
And that is my little update which includes small tidbits of life.
love always and forever, near and far, close and together,