Thursday, June 10, 2010
I love giving Riley a bath. Actually, it is not the bath, but the brush out that I love. As I gently run the brush down her throat, she slowly lifts her head, with nose pointed skyward, stands perfectly still and closes her eyes as she enters bliss. Watching her I cannot help but laugh. She does not react. She is in another realm savoring the moment. If only I could get there as simply and easily.
Posted by Boscoriley at 1:48 PM