A long day at the office and I walk threw the door to see the blinking light on the machine…the old man will be out with the Search and Rescue Team training till the wee early hours. I open the back door and I’m greeted by the flash of red and white streaks that are my delightful dogs. I flip on the TV and find nothing that soothes my weary head. As the dogs snuggle in after their famous examination of the house, a though crosses my mind.
My basement is calling along with a cup of hot cocoa by the fire with a nice book. I find my beloved blanket “Cokie” and slip in to my flannel PJ’s, a little something extra in my cocoa and I descend to the comfortable coolness of the heart of the house. With a flash the fire is lit and I position my head comfortably on the bear skin rug, two warm puppies on either side, and commence with my idea of the perfect ending to an otherwise ordinary day.