Happiness is...

[greenstorm]

The vet came back from holidays and I'm talking to them about castrating the babies. I was describing Christmas eve, out there with the drill, putting up the roof over Rapunzel. And I said, "And actually I loved it. I mean, you wouldn't think..."

And she said, "I completely understand. We all are like that here".

I feel not-alone in a way I maybe never have? It's a tiny piece of me, but it's deep.