Waiting

I love dogs, every morning they rush outside, I think, certain that today the sun will be out, the grass will be green and the birds will be singing.  Oh, to be that optimistic every day.  Even when reality rears its head, they are OK with that, snow is fun for them, sure they don't want to stay out for too long, but, every new snow fall elicits a good romp before returning to the door. 
I need to get me some of whatever it is that keeps their spirits up!