It is a testament to Ray's great personality that he accepts his life with good grace and makes do with the cards he has been dealt. He loves life. He loves people. He loves dogs. He even loves cats. But most of all, Ray loves boys and he wishes he could have his own.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
If he could have just ONE thing...
Every time I see Ray with a boy I think of how life is so unfair to some creatures. I'm not talking about Ray's blindness, because, quite frankly, Ray doesn't know he's any different than anyone else in the sight department. I'm talking about how, in all the world, the one thing that Ray would like to have more than anything is a boy. Ray loves boys (he loves girls too but he is gaga over boys). Barring that, Ray would like to have his own dog (preferably Murphy). So what does Ray get stuck with? He gets stuck with an old woman, a man who is totally bemused by dogs, and not one, but TWO cats who hate him. I mean, how unfair can life get for a blind dog?