Category: <span>Dr Lennon’s Sunday Musings</span>
The Public, the Private and the Secret
Tribute to Bales Buddies that helps children with autism and their families Flynn walked calmly among the children, allow them to touch and stroke him. He is a therapeutic dog,…
The Secret of the Middle Way
His breath was deep and slow and his heart rate regular. There was no pinch reflex as pressure was applied to his toes. His eyes were closed as the surgeon…
The Impossible, the Inconceivable and the Incredible
The buzzing was loud in the crisp Spring afternoon. A distinct feel of cleanliness could be savoured as an April shower had come and passed. A train of jackdaws could…
Resurrection
River looked at the chrysalis hanging on the leaf. He was puzzled and curious. Only yesterday, he saw a green caterpillar at the same spot. It had been there for…
Envision, Create and Believe
Amber, a three-year-old red Cocker Spaniel, was leaping around and above the ground, chasing Admiral butterflies. Not long after, she was sniffing the fresh green grass, scanning for an interesting…
Fill up your tank
Sprocket, a curious Terrier, went to his water bowl. It had a bit of water left. He lapped the remaining water up with gusto, spilling a bit around the bowl.…
Forgive and Grow
Stanley, a five-year-old Springer, would sometimes forget himself and wee at his favourite potted plant in the living room. Almost immediately, he would run away and hide, as though knowing…
Who will steal your Joy?
The air was fresh and crisp. It smelt like Spring. Early daffodils were flashing their pretty white and yellow heads. Snowdrops were emerging, freshened by the wet and the cold.…
Run
The ground trembled as the wildebeest stampeded across the savannah. Covered in glistening sweat, snorting furiously through their nostrils, they ran. Dust clouds swirled around them, obscuring many of them…
Play
The birds were singing their songs. The air was crisp. The freshness of Spring could be smelt. Sprite, a seven-month-old Whippet-Bedlington cross was tugging his guardian’s trousers, stopping occasionally staring…
Grace
The peacock butterfly landed on a yellow buttercup, slowly flapping its wings in the warm sunshine. A middle-aged man wearing a top hat and Bermudas was dancing outrageously on his…
Loss
The air was still as the final solution was injected into Sam’s front leg. His eyes closed as he slowly drifted away into eternal peace and oblivion. Spot, his brother,…