One of my favorite things is to curl up on the couch with a good book. And guess, what,… it is my little dachshund’s favorite thing, too!

At day’s end, after being bumped, muddied and rubbed raw by the world, after all the day’s work is complete,
the anticipation of drifting away into the comfort of that magic hour quickens and revives me.

Even if it is Monday, I drive home with that Friday night “it’s not a school night” feeling. Though it may be June, I get the quiet the quiet thrill I remember from third grade when a blizzard guaranteed the announcement of a “snow day”.

I imagine slipping away, as if easing into a lover’s embrace, to my magic place, my secret space, that exists between the tick and tock of the clock,… where once again, I am in my little piece of heaven.

My dog, Nicholas, has a similar feeling about reading. When that evening time nears, he waits to hear, “Let’s go read”; - he has learned the words. His eyes brighten. He grabs a chew-toy and hops up onto the couch. Although his definition of reading may be a little askew, to him “reading” is total contentment. I haven’t got the heart to tell him that, for humans, “reading” doesn’t involve a chew-toy.

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