Dog Boy

That kid made some canine friends down at the beach this afternoon......we were a little worried... one never can tell.....but.............they kept on bringing the orange ball to Flynn and all gathered around him waiting for him to throw it. Even though he didn't throw it very far...that reddish dog (the boss of the ball) took to Flynn and made him the leader....Flynn was chuffed.

The kid is going through some growth spurt...(or something) and has become quite contrary and downright beastly....it makes me long for my quiet life again especially when I'm not feeling too good...there is no where to hide in this house.
I smacked him the other day...quite hard.....I was so angry. I woke very early this morning feeling bad and guilty...a nasty Nanny. As I write this I feel the tears prickle the back of my eyes and then he rides his scooter into my room naked..... to give me a kiss goodnight. The longing for the quiet life disappears when he puts his little arms around me....well mostly anyway.

Rumi update.....he seems to be doing a bit better although still scratching..........He does seem a bit happier though.....I think his healing journey has a way to go yet.

“There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls. ”
― George Carlin