From Indy Issue 75

I’m a song and dance man. I howl in B-flat. I love to tap dance on the tile in the front hall, though I do my best dancing in front of the cupboard where the dog biscuits are stored. My best singing is done late at night when the coyotes stop by our place. We have a nice quartet performance at least once a week. Occasionally we’re even on key!

Jane isn’t fond of my nighttime serenade. For some reason she and Rhett like to sleep at night, all night long. They don’t doze off and on the way I do. I try to keep quiet, but sometimes I just can’t help myself and I have to join in the song of the wild! Rhett’s getting Jane earplugs for their anniversary.

The other day at the barn, Jane put on a tutu and danced for me. I was laughing so hard I was howling! I didn’t realize she could be that silly. But it sure looked like she was having fun. I joined in and we danced all the way down the driveway. It was hilarious! All the horses stopped what they were doing and stared. She was a big hit!

When was the last time you did something silly? Was it fun? Did the people around you laugh? How did you feel afterward? Maybe today would be a good day to let yourself go a little and have some fun! See if you can make someone laugh! It will feel good to both of you.

A sense of humor is asprin for the aches and pains of living. Have you had your dose today?

Love, Indy

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