Sweet Medicine

I was under the weather—not up to par---feeling not too terrific.

And so shortly after lunch, to promote some self-healing, I went upstairs pulled back the comforter and crawled into bed.

Cosmo, my faithful companion, was befuddled, and sat on the floor staring at me in  a clear attempt  to correctly assess the situation.

Suddenly, I could see that he had gotten an idea.

Cosmo abruptly left my bedroom and came back with his favorite toy in his mouth.

He proceeded to jump on the bed, stared into my eyes, and dropped red ball squarely on my chest. He seemed to say Mommy this will make you feel better.

And then he laid down beside me—his warm body pushed up against mine.

 I indeed  felt better.

Because all dogs intuitively know Love is the best medicine.