A bed of leaves

On my way to work this morning, I stopped at the sight of a dog sleeping. What was special about this scene was that it was not an over fed , pampered or privileged dog. It was a street dog, with a smile on its face as it lay asleep among discarded , dead, brown leaves. I do not know why people want a bed of roses .. This dog had seen hard days and did not have a rosy future, yet it made the best of the circumstances and resources available… We can learn from any living being, I wish all strays would be adopted or treated well by all.. image


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