Thursday’s Wandering Thought

As news about his mother’s declining condition was received, he thought for a while and then, teary-eyed, told her with his mind across time and space, “Well, Mom, I’m good with whatever you decide to do. You’ve known pain and sickness for so many years. If you decide you’re done, I understand.”

She would be missed, though. Strong, intelligent, and vital, she was his favorite mother. Probably always would be.


Floofatonic (floofinition) – An animal’s marked lack of movement, activity, or expression.

In use: “Sleeping in shade on a day hot enough to blister paint, the floofs were admirably floofatonic. Chris wished he could get as floofatonic as them.”

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