So I have been feeling down lately, what with being long-term unemployed and having student loan debt over my head, and frombeing rejected from yet -another- application and so I curled up with a book. Foxxy was curled up in her kennel, which is her "alone" place.
But then I hit a point on the book that made me lol and instantly, foxxy was up and in my face, sniffing my mouth and wagging her tail, and I had to just stop and laugh some more, which, of course, makes her act really silly. I felt a thousand times better. She didn't care what I was laughing about, after all, she can't read, she just wanted to be right there in my face enjoying a moment of laughter.
I guess I have to learn to laugh more often, and for apparently no reason.
Anyone else have a lesson?