The Fountain Of Youth …If Only In My Mind.

For the past two weeks I’ve been getting up with a sore back. I don’t know why, it just ached. This morning, I practically sprang from my bed….OK, I didn’t spring, but I did hit the floor quicker and with no pain. (You could make the argument it’s all in the mind.)

The bacon went into the pan, the pancake batter was mixed and Seamus was out for his morning announcement of “I’m back”. I set the coffee to grind and perk automatically last night but I couldn’t wait so I bypassed the system and started the process. When all was ready, I ate, drank several cups of coffee and waited for Seamus.

The thing now was to go over everything I had planned for the last three months waiting for today to arrive. Checking and re-checking my flies, I finally decided on which boxes to take …..oh hell, I put them all back in the vest…. still no Seamus. Packing up the car, I gave a couple of whistles - the neighbor must have loved that – and waited….still no Seamus. It had been an hour since I let him out, so I started the car, scraped the windshield and set out to look for him. I hadn’t driven to the corner when I saw him running after me in the mirror. I opened the door and he jumped in. That was the third time this year he let me do that. He’s figured out he can get a ride back if he out waits me. Damn, I didn’t even get a reward.

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