Happiness is a Warm Puppy

I am a simple girl. I do not require much to be happy, but I do think I hit the happiness jackpot in my life. Yes, I bitch, quite frequently, but sometimes something nudges you and you remember just how good you have it.

I have the good fortune to have met the kindest, most patient, talented guy around, and he actually liked me enough to marry me. Even with all my faults, which abound. We have a wonderful little family in our little stone house, and I believe we are quite happy. Even the Cat.

It doesn't get much better than this:


This is the narrative I have developed in my head to go along with this photo. I have no idea if it is valid, but I don't think I can be too far off...

...Cat, annoyed with Dog who has been chasing him around the house, jumps on back of chair and begins to rub on Ryan's head. Dog, now annoyed that Cat is getting more attention and cuddling from Ryan, cannot figure out how to approach this new situation. Very shortly after this photo was snapped on the Mac, Dog gets bored, scratches armpit and goes in search of food or stick. Cat decides to scratch Ryan. All is right with the world.