While visiting my children last month in Portland Oregon I was introduced to our newest family member, Ninja, the acrobat. His given name appropriately fits his outstanding ability to master gymnastics, ungracefully at times. “Laughs”
My daughter Candice and I laughed until our stomachs ached while watching her puppy’s childish play. Candice and I are artists in several areas. Whether
we were beading, painting or trying certain techniques in photography, Ninja would run through the middle and flip over our creations like a bull on steroids, either landing on the other side of our crafts, creating a distraction, or directly in the middle sending our beads or paint flying in the air. ! “~laughing”~
We finally found a solution to our problem. We would take him outside before creating and throw the ball until he was exhausted then take him in and put him to bed right next to us. He would sleep right through our art session which lasted two to three hours.
I miss his childlike energy and his intuition on human behavior. He taught me a lot about enjoying life to the fullest and selflessness. He taught me a truth that had been hidden inside me. Home is where the heart is, and my heart lives in Portland with my wonderful family.
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