A cold day with warm sun through a window. The dogs were all stretched out in the sun and Saint Gene was about to move my mother from the dining room table to her recliner. Kinda' casually he said to my mother, "Those dogs look so comfortable. You want to join them in the sunshine?" Surprisingly, she answered "Yes." So we put on her sunglasses, rolled her over to the sliding glass door and into the sun. She was sound asleep in no time, nice and warm. I was sorry when we had to move her but she was so sound asleep she never even knew it. We take our joy whenever we can.