Muse

I have a muse. It is my small dog. Gertrude Stein had a little dog and she called him her muse. Why?? just because it is the little things that get us going. A sweet smile, a look of belief, patience with you. unconditional love. Yes you get all these in a dog and a tiny one is even better as you can put them in your pocket and take them with you. A buddy and pal and something to get your mind off yourself for ten minutes and look at the sweet eyes and realize you are not the only one alive. I like how they depend on you too. It s all good. I haven’t written for a long time because I got this dog and he is a sweet baboo. I am in love