Raise a Toast to the Tired Puppy!

Well, Dear Friends, here I am in the Houston Airport on the way home to Mexico.  I am stationed at a table outside the Border's Bookstore in a WiFi hotspot.  I have had 1.5 hours of sleep and I must admit…I am one tired puppy.  The coffee only applies a slight edge to the fatigue that I feel.  It is 7:05 am and this airport is already hopping.  In case you are not up to date on the Obesity Files…Houston leads the nation in folks over weight and it seems like most of them are here at the airport today.  I watch them jiggle by in all different stages of jell'odom (my new word).  There are enough fast food joints in this airport, so I am sure they will not go hungry….Does this post sound like the Voice of Compassion?…sorry…I will behave myself….as I return to the glow of my Buddha Nature…I raise a toast to all Sentient Beings…including this one tired puppy!