About half way through I wondered why I felt like it was amateurish and wasn't sure I'd get through to the end but I'm glad I stuck it out. It came together. I turned to my dog and asked her if she had accepted her "inner puppy" and that, after all, was the point. Not the dog part but the accepting one's soul and inner self so that then they can move forward in life. Here's to unicorns, glitter and pretty paints and pencils that we have forgotten along the way.