Gotta' Wonder What Is She Thinking?

My father went to the hospital last night. But I wrote the below entry on Monday so here it is:

Annie's brain is whirring. And I can see her contemplating something. I often fall into the trap of wondering what she is thinking...when I run with her I try to stay one step ahead of her cat spotting or else I am like a water skier being towed behind a fast boat as she chases the cat. But most times I realize it's best not to try and understand her. Somethings are better left unknown.

Murphy's day.