The last two days, Foster's bad eye has been looking pretty icky. He's not acting very happy either. When Tilly joyfully plays with her new obsession, the squeaky ball, he get annoyed.
When I walk the two dogs, Tilly is the most eager for acknowledgment and usually a person will give it to her. Foster used to be the star of the show, but not anymore. When someone does take the time to give him the attention he also wants (but is not quite so desperate for), he sits and enjoys the admiration and affection.
Every day, we may pass people who look rough. We don't know what they've been through. It's amazing how a simple smile can turn around a person. I don't know about you, but I've noticed more and more how smiling is a radical act. It's like a lost art or something - so many gloomy, worried people. And you and I have the power to change that.
If there is any joy in your life, let it pour out on your face. You may make the difference to someone who needs kindness and acknowledgment.