Sometimes I wonder if humans wished they had a tail to wag when they are happy.
Just a simple thought really. But I do wonder every time I am exuberant. (Now there is a word that captures the essence of joy and contentment combined in a single moment of gloriousness.)
Do adult humans tamper their excitement, playoff emotional events of significance as of little consequence, for fear of looking foolish?
If only they had a tail.
If only.
Carpe Diem,
Jack
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