George in his old age

Dear old George.

I could leave him there all day and he wouldn't go anywhere.

He's really getting on - his eyes are cloudy now with cataracts I guess, and his hearing is getting worse. But he's the same gentle loving creature as always - so happy to have a pack that looks after him and to be safe and sound and cared for.

I guess that's probably what all of us really need. Family and friends that just look after us when we're tired and battered and feeling alone, and a place of safety that we can call home.

Sometimes it's good to be reminded of the power of simple things.