Delighting in Dancer

Dancer's doing so well!  He drives the little red cart like a pro.  And, he's only two years old!  Amazing.  We were meant for each other, and I love him so much in the one short month I've had him well, five weeks, ok.

He's charming, gentle, sweet, willing, forward moving and all mine.  I can't believe it and hope we're together for a very long time--well into both of our old ages.  He likes me, I can tell.  And, of course, I'm over the moon about him!

Here's some pix from last week.  I had so much fun driving him all around the farm!  This much happiness negates toxicity and depression, I'm sure of it.  I had a rough week when a mobile car mechanic replaced a ball joint on my car and ended up causing more trouble!  I had to take the car into the dealership to the tune of $300 on top of the $150 I paid this lousy incompetent mechanic.  Live and learn.  Penny wise, pound foolish---that's me.  At least it was this week.

But, I digress.  What I started to say was that, despite some setbacks and the usual disappointments and sadness that Calvin's kept inside all the time, a prisoner kitty-cat in his own house, (which he hates) I still felt lighthearted.  Why?  Because Dancer's doing so well, seems to enjoy driving and loves me.  I feel it.  And, that's worth being happy about. 

Now, for the most recent photos of driving Dancer!