Gloomy Pomi
” You’re awfully quiet these days, my little darling. What’s going on?” 
” Nothing.”
” Are you sure?”
” Yes!”
” But you look sad.”
” I am fine.”
” Is there anything I can do?”
” Yes, there is: leave me alone please.” 
I went about my business for a while but after about an hour could not resist to check on Pomi again. He was still lying on the beanbag, staring ahead. 
” How about … I make you your favorite salad?”
” Look, that is very kind of you but I’m fine. Really, so stop nagging, please! ”
” I’m just worried. I’ve never seen you like this. So serious. What are you… contemplating…the meaning of life?”
” No, I am contemplating the contents of your refrigerator.”
” Well I could…”
” Enough already! Why don’t you get off my case? Here, I am fine, look!” Pomi got up and turned a somersault. ” Happy now?”
Was I happy? Of course not, but I decided to leave my little darling alone. I grabbed a book and went out into the garden to sit and read but found it impossible to concentrate. Something was obviously going on and I had no idea what it was.
Hmmm, interesting. Is this a two-parter? If so, I look forward to reading the next part.
It seems to me that Pomi is growing up and becoming more thoughtful and more complicated.
Definitely more complicated ;-).
I send you both a hug 🙂
🙂
Is salad comfort food? I like the different lay out of the images. As for the somersault – the legs in the air is so Pomi!
Is salad comfort food? It is for Pomi. With lots of cilantro in it. 🙂