When you sleep among train tracks.
I spend a lot of my time with a little boy and a little dog, and we mix it up together with this and that.
Sometimes a little bit of the other.
I am very fond of throwing open the blinds as far and wide as they will go when the sun comes out to play at this time of year. I am not a fan of being cold and gray. I need light and warmth and vibrance or I forget how to breathe.
The dog is very, very fond of sleeping in puddles of sun on the carpet. (I have to admit that I am, too.)
What he did not realize, however, is that if one chooses to sleep among the train tracks of the little boy, one gives up all rights not to be built upon.
I was the foreman, looking on and supervising. I must confess that I felt this was a questionable choice of foundation.
But the builder, the artist, had a vision, and he followed through.
The foundation was kind of not interested in allowing the vision to be realized.
In fact, the foundation was all, “I am utterly displeased with the choice of building materials and deeply disturbed that nobody found it necessary to request my permission to build on these grounds. Oh and I’m definitely thinking of peeing on something you like as a form of revenge.”
But the little boy builder was not going to give up so easily, and quickly went for a second try at his plan once the foundation had resettled.
But the foundation was all, “Uh. No.”
He had other things in mind.
The little boy was unsure of how to proceed.
But then the builder decided he was really always meant to be a masseuse, and a compromise was reached.
And everyone was happy.
Which, when laying in puddles of sunny carpet among train tracks, is really not all that surprising.
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Jientje
I loved this post Lotus!
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Michelle
My family laughed when I used to lie on the floor in the sun on winter days. It’s good to know I’m not the only one
Prof. J
Sweet!
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Miss Grace
Oh but this makes me happy. Also the phrase ‘puddles of sun.’ Yum.
lceel
Yes. I, too, love the phrase “puddles of sun” – and what it stands for. And there is nothing in the world like a boy and his dog.
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Ellemes
Such a sweet story. Like reading a picture book to my Roo.
Allie
This is awesome, truly wonderful.
Tara R.
Your pup has such an expressive face, you can almost see the exasperation and then elation.
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Evan
The dog’s face of displeasure is very very noticeable. Wow. Very political, to say the least. lol.
Tarasview
I love this post Lotus. It just captures perfectly those moments in our lives as moms! Well done.
Angie [A Whole Lot of Nothing]
My puppies will chase the sunshine puddles.
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Slow Panic
I miss the days of train tracks, toddlers and/or little boys and puddles of sun on the floor…..
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Nat
My dog is like your dog except black.
They are the best.
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Momisodes
Looks like they find their way to common ground very well.
I just love that last photo. I feel the same way when laying out in the sun.
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WackyMummy
Love this post. It made me happy. =)
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monica (peapodsquadmom)
girl…you are just downright brilliant. i LOVE this post.
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Athena
SERIOUSLY cute – love that last photo.
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Lindsey in Alabama
Stumbled upon your blog today and this post has warmed my heart as much as that sun puddle! The story is precious and one I can relate to with my Chihuahua babies Lucy & Belle. Thanks for sharing this sweet moment of your life with the rest of us:)
God bless you and your sweet family!
Meg at Demanding Joy
What a bunch of cuties! This made my day. It’s also comforting to know that the sun came out somewhere!
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Evan
I wonder what would happen if I tried doing that to my American Bulldog.
Tricia
Loved this post. Your little man and little dig are utterly adorable. I love how your little dude is so focused on creating his architectural masterpiece, regardless of what the pooch thought! Your blog never ceases to amaze me. You’re awesome!
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Stacey
What a gem of a story! Your lyrical writing and adorable subjects made for a wonderful Sunday AM read =D
My little builders enjoyed it, too!
Jen Niles
Wow! A pet on the train tracks. I hear that. Our cat used to do the same so often (and still does) that we had to incorporate him into the play. He became a Kitty Gate because when we’d scratch his back right down by the tail, his butt would go in the air (lifting up the tail), allowing trains to pass. What a riot. It inspired my painting “PK on the train table”.
http://www.JenNilesArt.com (last painting down at the bottom)
Jen Niles
Whoops! I meant to say it’s in the CARDS section of my web site, all the way down at the bottom. I have a chihuahua card on their too.
Sorry…Mama’s got to pay the bills so I mention my web site a lot.
I have one on Etsy too.
just sarah
Hi, I just found your blog and laughed out loud when I read the pet on the traintracks story. Love how you worded it! I signed up for your updates so you’ll see me again!!
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Mary
He is so adorable…is he old enuf for a girlfriend yet?