It was 10:01 this morning when I closed the book I had just finished reading.
I put the book down and picked up what was left of my cup of tea which was, thankfully, still warm.
Lakota was asleep in my lap. Maka was sleeping on the couch. Carol was in the bathroom.
The house was silent.
I stared at the cats and dug the realization that their peacefulness makes the peace more peaceful.
Such a warm feeling knowing they feel completely safe, warm and loved in this home - not a care in the world.
Experiencing their contentment deepened my own.
There is no end to the beauty that pets bring into a life.