Sleep was no friend last night, so I was cranky, as expected. There is always that moment at around 5.54 of hesitation, whether to sleep, as now you are dead, or to get up and have a beautiful, sunny, quite August morning to yourself.
While deciding today's destiny my baby jumped on my bed 'you're up, let's play'. So, I went for the option two. Yeah, I surprised myself too.
I got up, started dressing and he just lie down, sad, knowing I was about to leave the house and he would stay alone looking for shoes to eat. When I was on the door I took his leash, he lifted his head and started uncontrollably moving his tale. Hesitant, util I called 'Blacky'. Happy cow :)
We went for a walk along the sea strand. It was so peaceful. Smell of sea and the sun wasn't too strong yet. The sound of freedom in the morning made me listen to my eyes. I took him to the mall at St. Julians and he swam. Sniffed every stone and little rock and swam again. I just set there, smiling. He was so happy.
A perfect morning. I am definitely going to do this more often. I feel good and he's asleep. Smiles and vitamin D, is there a better way to start a day?
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