This morning he set off through the village, head held high, a celebratory " Rejoice ! I have found my sheep " christening of the fire hydrant. Kelly wasn't around. If she had been she might have found that the chipper old fellow had more than mischief on his mind. The miraculous interaction of positive psychology and illness. That old PON adage : ' They do not love that do not show their love '.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Psychology and illness.
Wilf was reunited with his family last night . Old blind dog with cancer and diabetes ? You must be mistaken . Within seconds of the car sweeping down the drive our senior citizen had been replaced by a singing, caroling, sprightly, six month old puppy. Too excited to bark. His body, aft of the neck, moving in uncoordinated exhiliration. Wave after wave of intermingled joy, happiness and bliss sweeping through him . Walking on air. Happy as a king. Basking in sunshine. Treading on enchanted ground. Like patience on a monument.