Taking a break from Text Art to give you a mare update.
Mathilda is ticking along. Last week, the blacksmith trimmed her front feet. We didn’t even try for the hinds. It’s amazing what removing a few millimeters of hoof can do for her balance and attitude. As soon as her pedicure was done, she perked right up. Although, she’s had a pretty good attitude all along.
I recall an anecdote from an end-of-life counselor, I think it was Bernie Siegel, but don’t want to put words in his mouth if I’m wrong. Anyway, counselor is in hospital room with patient. Patient is terminal. Patient says she is “ready to go”. Phone rings. Patient answers phone. Counselor says, if you feel there is anything on the other end of the line that you need/want to hear, you are not ready to go.
Mathilda not just answering the phone. She’s making calls. She’s texting. She’s posting on Facebook. She’s hanging over the back fence checking out what the neighbors are up to.
If she’s willing to fight, so are we.
BTW. Photos taken with cell phone. She doesn’t realize these are cameras. Yet.
So as not to disappoint the typographical fans completely, your text amuse for the day: