Greta is wild, absolutely wild about animals. So it was perfect that my parents have both a cat (Hobbes) and a dog (Harmony). Greta pestered those animals to the moon and back. She especially loved Harmony. The other day, we saw some similar-looking dogs and Greta called them, "Harmony." Giving Harmony treats was crack for Greta. There's was dancing, stomping, giggling, squealing, etc. I just about died when I looked at these images on my camera of her expressions frozen in time. I can only imagine that it was an out of body experience for Greta because it was that good. Two words: Pure Joy.
“The moon does not fight. It attacks no one. It does not worry. It does not try to crush others. It keeps to its course, but by its very nature, it gently influences. What other body could pull an entire ocean from shore to shore? The moon is faithful to its nature and its power is never diminished.”Deng Ming-Dao