Duff here. As you know, I have been banished to the Edge of the Kitchen when Mom prepares a meal. And I patiently wait where the Carpet ends and the Linoleum begins, knowing the outcome will be something Tasty. Mom is not the World’s greatest Cook. But I’m not picky. Whatever is in My Bowl? That’s fine with Me. (Well, except for peas . . .) Living unstuck.
After Mom feeds Me, We are out for Our evening walk. Then She prepares Her own Dinner. I camp out in My Living Room Bed, and watch intently. And wait. When She sits to eat, I carefully sneak over to the area in front of the Kitchen Sink. I am often delighted to Clean Up what tidbit happened to drop on the Floor. (As I write this, I wonder if Mom placed something there on Purpose, just for Me.) That would be living unstuck.
How about You? Do You surprise Others by leaving a Little Something behind? Or are You so clean and tidy, there’s Nothing out of place? I say: Be like Mom. Loosen up and enjoy Life. Leave a treat for Someone. Send Them a surprise Text. Or a Note. It will warm Their heart. Yours too. All part of living unstuck. #unstuck-living#clean-up-time
I feel sorry for people who don’t have dogs. I hear they have to pick up food if they drop it on the floor.