My dog loves to climb up in my lap.  Shes mid-sized.  I put a cushion over the space between the leg rest and seat of my recliner so she doesnt fall through.

The danger is that if she sees a cat on her deck she will launch off of me and carve deep scratches with her hind claws.  She does that so fast I have a hard time avoiding it.  She gets me at the shoulders just under the collarbones.

I have to take my shirt off at the Chiropractors office.  She hasnt said anything about the scratches, but probably thinks I have  a helluva lover.  Nope.  Just my dog.

Quote: "Speaking of things prone to launching themselves across the floor, what's the story with your niece and her little boy coming to stay with you Starduster?"
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Her mom is very ill with Cancer.  They all live in Northern Viginia.  It would not be practical for her to move away at present, but after her mom has passed on it may be a good idea. 

I have been living alone for 20 years, and I could use some company.  Its been a long time since I lived in a *family* setting.

Quote: "How does one find the answers??
I sometimes feel like a spring .. compressed
Until the thing holding me down releases and then I'm lost in the air
Uncontrolled and free from gravity ... flying
Then, here I am again .. asking
How does one find the answers??
"
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Open your heart and mind and see what comes to you.

The only prerequisite I know of is that you have to be able to stop the internal dialogue, and leave it off.  There is nothing else to work on than that.