saint me

today made this old turkey friend of yours a very happy turkey and not because i learned what a hashtag is how to share a little picture emotion in my submitted tweets but for a really big reason.

one of the things i love the most is love itself. i know sometimes i can maybe come across as a bit of a grumpy turkey like when bristolboi82 stole my chat room friend emma from me and like when the attention horse was born and when barn cat surprises me out of a nap and when a groundhog gets his own day and i'm sure there are other times too and, okay, i admit it, i can be grumpy a lot i guess, but what i enjoy the most is when i am not grumpy and i meet a new friend or see a happy picture of a cat or just have the opportunity to tell someone that i care about them.

today i learned about valentine's day on twitter and have just finished reading some websites from www.google.com about it as well. to be very honest i did not understand much of what i read about something called a catholic church but i did read more about a thing called a saint which i also looked up.

a saint is someone who has led a life of heroic virtue and i have decided that this is exactly the kind of life i would like to lead. i do not think a saint needs to be perfect and i do not think i am perfect but i think if i aim to do much more good in this world with my life than not good and if i can contribute to other people's happiness in some way then that is a life worth living.

now i know what you might be thinking because if you know me you might be thinking there is something called an ulterior motive working in the background of my brain but i assure you there is not. would it be nice to have a day named after me when people would celebrate saint goebbels and maybe that is a day where humans share their love for their animals like they do for each other on vanlentine's day/ sure, i bet that would be nice, but i honestly have not given any thought to the ideas whatsoever and i want to live a good life for just goodness's sake.

besides, i do not need a day for me because if you remember march 3rd is what i am calling turkey day so how many days does a turkey need, really/

today the attention horse came up to me and was very quiet and she dragged her hoof in front of me in the dirt and at first i was thinking she was just trying to make me sneeze but then i looked down and saw that she had drawn a heart in the dust and she said to me 'happy valentine's day goebbels' and then walked away and i called after her 'happy valentine's day jasmine' and i even meant it in that moment because i was very touched.

you see/ the very fact that this was my reaction maybe shows i am a changing turkey.

i mean, maybe you would not call me a saint yet because of that - or maybe you would - but if you wouldn't that is okay because every journey needs a first step, right/