Morning kisses

We have morning kisses in our house. They don’t actually involve my husband and I. They involve…well, our doggies.

It started innocently enough, with me giving our two pooches kisses after they ate their breakfast. I was just hugging and petting them because they’re simply adorable and so loving that I couldn’t hold back the kisses.

Soon, though, it turned into something bigger. Ocean started ignoring her breakfast until she had received her ‘quota’ of kisses. And now, her bowl of food doesn’t have the attraction my smile and hands do. Her ears flatten sideways, her tail waves like crazy and she wiggles her entire body dancing her way towards me; thrilled at the prospect of those kisses.

It’s a mutual thing. I believe there is something therapeutic in seeing a little creature closing her eyes with bliss while I kiss her forehead and ask her how her night was. I whisper softly into her ears and tell her I love her and that she’s going to have a lovely day and I believe I get more out of it than she does.

My hubby, the therapist explained to me that witnessing something horrific is traumatic for those who see it. I believe the opposite is therapeutic. It certainly feels like it. When I kiss River’s flat, soft head and tell him that there is a sunny-filled day waiting for him outside and he closes his eyes and sighs, I can feel a part of me heal.

Best therapy in the world.

The plight of an artist

My lovely hubby is a therapist and he has just opened up a new office. When he saw one of my doodles, he decided to take a chance on me and asked me to draw some inspirational quotes for his office.

So, enjoying this sudden new job as an artist and of having my first ‘customer’, I started doodling

This was my first picture.

My hubby reluctantly accepted this one. But explained he wanted something more …more. Not having a clue what he meant by ‘more’, I drew some proposals and showed him my ideas.

He didn’t like any of them. Apparently, they were too girly for therapy.

Now, I know he’s the therapist but too girly?

Maybe this would be more to his liking: