My new attitude might have started with a pie which shows how incredibly shallow I am.
GB Prado sent me a pie. Not just a pie. A beautiful pie. It’s not like she has nothing much to do.
I watch her on TV all the time. AND she has a million animals plus a goose.
(Because of her I got a bee, Howard. I haven’t seen him for awhile but he’s somewhere in my house.)
As busy as she is she sent me a pie. (see pie)
And tonight Julie and Dan are coming over for dinner and I will give them each a sliver of pie.
I know that sounds selfish since Julie has been limping around left and right in an attempt to cheer me up but who am I? Mother Teresa?
My other niece Stephanie called me a little while ago.
Usually she sprinkles her calls with criticism since she’s mean as a snake but today she told me about taking the woman, Eloise, who helps her with her horses out to a fancy lunch and she bought her a bunch of warm clothes.
This woman is such a good person. She saves a loads of animals and is very poor. When Stephanie’s cat died at the vet’s, Stephanie was heartbroken.
The vet asked if she wanted the dead cat and Steph said no.
Eloise went back to the vet and got the cat and buried it on her property. She knew it would make Steph happy and it did.
There is so much good in the world.
Even the death of my little dog won’t bring me down.
He died in a warm house with a full belly in his sleep. From the time he came off death row to my home he was loved beyond measure.
I’m going to dwell on that and be happy.
I’ve already started rehearsing Bruno Mars’ dance moves from “Uptown Funk”. I should be ready to perform by a week from Tuesday.
And I have pie.