A Balanced Life

Hey All.

I know I am young, but I have learned that a happy life is a balanced life.  Life can not be all fun and games, or all intellect, or all work.  One must find a balance and I think I have gotten there, or at least I am getting there.  Let me show you what I mean.

Play.  Play is important.

For me play means a good stick.

Oh yea, this is a good one.  I love me a good stick.

This here stick was one of my Angle Brother Gooses beaver sticks.  I love chewing it, throwing it, running with it; you know playing with it.

But like I said one needs balance.  And when play time is over I head into the house...

For a little intellect time.

Nothing beats reading a good book.  Momma and I read together each and every day.  Sometimes she reads to me and other times I read to her. 

But dear friends while play is fun and reading is fun one must also work.  Work can be fun also.  I like to work.  I often help my momma work.  She says, "Many hands make light the work."  And that is true, even truer when some of those hands are paws.  Like the other night.  I was helping my momma do laundry and ironing.

I am such a big help.  Momma irons and I fold the laundry.  I estimate I cut my momma's work time in half.  Which means we have more time for play and reading.

Blessings,
Buddy