Strange Feelings

Everyone at some time or another encounters a strange feeling or feelings.
like when sitting out on the porch on an early day of Autum, just enjoying the sun, the cool breeze, the peace and quiet, the way the breeze blows your hair IF you have any. Being aware of all that goes on around you. Or you think you are being aware. The wind seems to be picking up just a little, your hair is moving more than it was then you look at the trees and grass to see if you are right. So you smooth down your hair and you end up feeling a stick in your hair and wonder HOW it managed to get in your hair when you hadn't even been any where to have gotten one. So you look around, find nothing and brush your hand in your hair in a different direction, you feel it fall out and quickly notice that it FELT colder than a stick does only to have a WALKING STICK fall out and into your lap and roll off on to the ground. Aren't you glad you went to the potty BEFORE that happend.



Pets and kids also end up causing one to have strange feelings or feel strange things from them.
Like standing and talking to someone when your pet comes up to you and leaves something on your feet THINKING all the while you would love it if that animal would get off your feet, just to either move and look down or just look down only to find either their butt on your foot or something they found or killed and are pround of them selves because they brought you a GIFT.
You either freak out and twitch in discugst, or calmly say in a LOVING voice"OH! , thank you so much, now run along and I'll go put this away." Expecting them to run off, nope they want you to take that prize and do something with it all the while they are watching.
Now kids, they can be like the pet. Loving, sweet, kind, playful, and proud of their findings too.
How about when they come up to you hands wet, thinking they washed their hands, not giving it a second thought, then the smell sets in,
Use your imagination. Was it pudding? Was it Ketchup? was it water? Was it paint? or the dreaded one Was it poop?
Only you and that child knows. My youngest grandson came to me one day with something on his fingers, me thinking he got into the pudding in the frige, he said "mell am'ma" I got close enough to find out he had dug into the back of his diaper to show me he had pooped.

There are so many things that can get your attention in some of the strangest ways.