― Percy Bysshe Shelley, Ode to the West Wind
By the end of winter I'm always way down in the dumps. I sulk around, avoid leaving the couch, resent assembling infinite layers just to deal with going outside, and especially bemoan having a hyper dog who always needs a walk.
Anyway, to remind myself to count my blessings and get the most out of life, I try to think of animals and how they don't know how to feel self-pity. Click on the two pictures below to see some truly amazing things.