Got home 2 days ago after 10 days in hospital - and little Slinky (DD2's elderly blind dachshund we adopted 3 years ago) was beside himself with joy. Every morning he waits at the bottom of the stairs for me to come down- and he can feel the vibes in the old wooden stairs, and his little tail wags like mad- then after a cuddle, he runs ahead with joy to the kitchen. He is just so cute (16 years old).
Our 23 year old cat Pudding was also delighted to see me- jumped on the bed and purred and purred for hours, stroking me with her head. They are wonderful, aren't they?
Good Morning 1st May 2026 "May Day"
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