As a child of the 50’s/60’s, I spent my days after school in the local drugstore, where mother worked. As a result, I read every comic book, Hollywood magazine, etc. that was available. There was a huge rack of comics and magazines, and I just sat in a booth, drinking mother’s hand shaved iced fountain cherry cokes, eating Fritos and reading.
I would see these ads for miniature “teacup” dogs in comic books and just drool. Oh, I thought they were just wonderful. As a result, I did have a 10 lb. “chihuahua” I named Speedy Gonzales, who wasn’t exactly teacup size, but it was the best mother could do.
And this morning, here I sit, with sweet Maggie sleeping in my lap. She may not be teacup, but she’s only five pounds, and to me that’s just perfect.
I also wanted a horse badly when I was growing up, but I gave up on that dream a few years ago. But there is a pasture in front of our condo with horses in it, and l, I can gaze at them out my window or walk over and give them an apple or a carrot, I do enjoy that. And so I’ve learned, life is about compromise, sometimes the childhood dreams we have aren’t a reality, but we can adjust them a bit and it’s good enough.
Now wasn’t that profound???
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