Spell walks thru the Myst shrouded passageways and into the warmth of the sun...
She stops and looks up to the sky and breaths in deeply the essence of a fresh crisp day....
Followed closely behind by her faithful companions....BARNEY..(blk lab/newfoundland) and RAGS..
(a sheepdog)...They too..love the outdoors almost as much as they love their dog biscuits...*L*
Followed closely by their feline sister AERIAL.....who never misses a chance to taunt them at every turn.......
With Tears In My Heart I must add...That on September 8, l999..My pal Barney left us..For 14 years he was a faithful friend..He is with me always in Spirit...I will forever hear his LOUD 'BAROOOF' his short bark letting me know that he wanted to be heard ....
I am in wonder of the MYSTICAL and at times feel the mood of the GOTHIC...But not into it
heavily...ALTHOUGH... I have been known to throw a person or two into the local moat...Just for
the fun of it...And then there is "WISHMASTER" ...LOL...He has chosen to walk into the Mysts...He walks the many
turning passageways ....searching for his light...Not realizing that I hold that Ray of Sunshine he
presented to me....Safe...!!