Mountain Water

The sun rose over our beautiful, pristine, crystal-clear, smooth as silk mountain home. The dawn chorus lazily chirruped its gentle wake up call to get us up…but we didn’t care. Since Brains, Alan, Tin Tin and I lived carefree and peaceful in the mountains, we preferred to sleep in an extra few hours. The furs that we lay under were kind to our skin, not too itchy or irritating like most fur blankets. The sound of mountain water trickled into our ears outside. It felt so peaceful, and we couldn’t think of anywhere else we’d like to live…except here.