I love companionable. People and animals getting along together. Maybe even plants, anything that breathes. Things??? Well, Manny is companionable, but usually… Well there are a few things I can’t do without, too, come to think of it.
Puppy Girl and Mama Kitty are about the same size and very companionable. Even from the start Mama accepted PG. Who knows why? She hates other cats that come around.
I used to raise guinea pigs. my puppy BJ was so jealous of what we gave the guinea pigs that he would eat things that dogs just hate – like lettuce. He and Bud were very companionable with the guinea pigs when we fed them. Piggles didn’t mind being companionable.
My good friends, the history girls, and I decided that one of our outings would be to see Wicked. I found these perfect sparkly red shoes at the Sears store in the shopping mall near the theatre – wonder why? They were only $9.99. Who could pass on that? We wore them and felt companionable, not just with each other, but with the play as well.
Now I have to go BE companionable with the Woodlake Kiwanians who put on a July 3rd Fireworks Display. I hate working in 108 degree heat, but I am going to be companionable – until I melt. 🙂 Lots of love to everyone. Remember to be companionable tomorrow as you celebrate our freedom to be companionable.