What Memory Makes you Smile?

We brought our rescue dog home from BlueCross and left him in the house for an hour while we went out shopping. On our return , he was visible through the glass kitchen door, and at the sight of us his new "owners" his tail wagged furiously from side to side.He was clearly very pleased to see us , in his new home, away from the stress of the kennels who , of course , had done a wonderful job in caring for him , but they can't prevent some animals from getting stressed it comes with the territory.
I've never forgotten that first show of joy. Repeated many times and in many ways for years afterwards.
If I'd had a tail , mine would have been wagging as well !

An odd but very poignant memory that makes me smile is being in a M & S Cafe, mum, me, DD and GS. The ladies at the next table said how jolly our four generations looked, and how lucky we were to be out and about together.

(Mum went into our local hospice the next week, for her last 11 days 😿)

A memory that came up on Facebook the other day was pictures of my husband taken on a day I got him for his birthday 15 years ago. It was to spend the day with birds of prey, handling them and flying them. He looked so happy.

Hockey was probably the only thing I missed. 😂

An old photo (Dec 2023) that flashed up earlier on my iPad, as they do. Two rather younger Gdds, then 8 and 3, very happily showing two bun tins of mince pies ready for the oven - they’d put in the mincemeat and the pastry stars on top.