Now that I have your attention this post is about doggy puppies and has nothing to do with the #NotMyPresident movement. Sorry to disappoint and betray. You may now leave this blog and never return. Or you may read about this cute pup that I saw today. An ivory-white, helpless little thing, it was not one-month-old and trying to sniff its way around the pavement. Near it stood two mothers whose toddlers ran helter-skelter. The kids were excited beyond their wits upon sighting the pup but the mothers’ eyes held a different fascinating gaze. Almost as if they empathised. Maybe they did, I didn’t ask them. It’s a fascinating concept, the circle of life. Do you think the pup’s mother and the toddlers’ mothers would bond in a manner different to the usual man-dog way? I think they would. Continue reading “Trump Is Not The President”