November 30

When I came downstairs this morning, I found this cutie where I often find him on chilly mornings: lying on the kitchen floor in front of the heater vent with Huge Eyes the Penguin tucked under his arm.

It's always an extra-sweet sight because when I was very young, I would lie down in front of the dishwasher in the kitchen as it ran. There was something about the intermingling of the engine's hum and the smell and the warmth that would lull me into a quiet stillness unlike any other I've experienced. 

So it stands to reason that seeing my Muffin do something similar would make me smile. And for that smile and that whiff of Wednesday morning nostalgia, I'm thankful.