The fly by…day eighteen

It was a long day, not the longest of the week but after 12 hours, I was done. Stressful night, ticketing printers didn’t work and when they finally did we were down to only one person who could actually print a ticket, on a show night, with a crowd. Blah, blah blah. I could go on and on but I am not because that is not really the important part of  my day nor is it the part I want to tell you about. This is. I can have the very worst of days, experience sides of humanity that I wish didn’t exist , lose faith in myself and the world around me but each and every time without fail, and without judgement when I walk in the door at night all that matters is I am home. These sweet souls are there granting me a bit of redemption and a whole lot of unconditional love.

 

Yes these are all from tonight taken the first 20 minuets or so when I arrived home…

You know I have been waiting ALL day because no one throws it like you do!

You know I have been waiting ALL day because no one throws it like you do!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well it's about time. You realize I put up with those boys ALL DAY LONG.

Well it’s about time. You realize I put up with those boys ALL DAY LONG.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes you some home and just need a place to rest your weary head. Next to this big guy is the perfect place.

Sometimes you come home and just need somewhere to rest your weary head. Next to this sweet guy is the perfect place.

 

 

 

Sweet dreams everyone! xx

 

 

2 Comments

  1. dogl2324 says:

    It’s all I had left in me, and sometimes the pics are better than words! 😉 xx

  2. Lillian says:

    This is the perfect post. In just a few words and a few pictures, you’ve said it all.
    Lillian

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