Sunday, August 29, 2010

Oh Panda how I love thee!

Sweat ran into my eyes and I squinted in the fading light, desperately trying to see the people around. But alas, all I saw were feet and hazy sillouetes.
I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, knowing full well that to the normal onlooker I appeared to be dancing...this was ok. My phone buzzed in my pocket, but all I could do was wonder who it was.

Tiny toddlers with their little eyes truly "all aglow" came up to me and wrapped their pudgy arms around me in tight hugs. Many of them didn't want to let go. I was their dream come true. A living and breathing fantasy that at their tiny age was probably the crowning highlight of the day.

Teen guys and guys in their 20's poised next to me after sweetly begging for a photo with me. With my arms around them, I held my head high as I stood there for picture after picture with people I had never met. My smile increased as I was surrounded by flocks of people who just wanted to touch, hug, high five, or wave at me.

Never have I experienced such unconditional love and affection from complete strangers.

Though I was hot, sweaty, and had my hair all messed up, for some reason they found me comforting and wanted to be acknowledged by me.

I will never forget those sweet 3 year olds who, without thinking would let go of their parents hand or jump out of the stroller and at full speed run towards me. When they got to me their arms would spread wide around my waist or neck and they would throw all their weight into it. With a murmured "thank you" or "I love you" they would reluctantly let go, only to hug me again.

My day was made from making these sweet little ones' day!

But you ask, how did I get children, teens, and adults... both male and female to love me. Look below...

This is me.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Stardom?




Storm decided that being a star was not on his list of cool things. He got professional pictures taken yesterday so he can go on the back of a magazine. But... he would much rather stand in a field and get fat than get beautified.



He was highly irritated with me when I attempted to bathe him. I came to the conclusion that he doesn't like water near his eyes, his ears, his mane, his rear end, or literally anywhere. Tough luck dude!


He let me know that he was not happy. He fought me, pulled on the lead rope constantly, pinned his ears,and called for his friends. The rest of the day he walked around with a bee in his bonnet. Hopefully his wrath has lessened a bit today.
But even though he doesn't like the life of a star, I still think he is a star. A spoiled, grumpy, and picky star, but a star nonetheless.