Smash and Grab

He smashed that thing. What was his mood? He'd spoken to her, to him, then to that dog, that cat. What is the cause of a mood, though often good, but - oh dear! - so bad at times? But then he returns. He’s here. Does he always or merely often think he's now had a smashing event - though only at times? Or can he be calmed, touched by us, gently, sympathetically? Can he be claimed, grabbed, drawn back into sanity? We make judgement on that temper. Is this a climate, an immovable region of his sense of humour? Will he entertain another smashing time? (17 Feb 2024)