I was kind of in a treeish mood today.  You know; still, quiet, rooted, thoughtful.  Old.  Observant rather than participatory.  (is too a word)  Sophie, however, was a little fire element, stuck to my elbow all day long, whining, stomping and complaining about every little thing imaginable.  She took all my energy and oxygen and patience.  I love her so very much, but I am worn out.  Plus, I’m a little mad at her for being so disgustingly good at the dentist’s office.  I want some of that good, too.

I’m working on a new moopy.  He’s going to be ninja.