yesterday was such a nice day and today is not.

it is all about the view i suppose. sometimes it is hard not to get discouraged and just plain tired. still, before phoebe wrecked it with her twisted competitive need to be first and only...i had a single moment of light. little sissy quietly came to me and placed her tiny little feet on my lap, looking for a cuddle. she looks like a survivor of the halocaust or a massive overdose victim of chemotherapy...but that tiny little dog, has the most beautiful and sweetest little face. and she may be one of the icky chi's, but somehow she is lovely through and through. if my only view of the world was in the faces of the animals here, it would be a beautiful world.