The sun is setting, she must be coming home… I’m lying on the fluffy white feathered comforter, looking out the window, I enjoy how the shade changes once the sun begins to go down, there’s a subtle shift from clear to dark; hardly noticeable for most people. I wonder if they pay such meticulous attention to the little shifts that go throughout the day. Can they see the warmth of the sun light when it’s at its highest? Or feel the freshness in the shadows when the sun goes down? I doubt they notice, most people are often lost into their shiny screens. Another lizard walks on the other side of the window, and I’m pretty sure it just ate something.
Sigh, she’s been gone all day, I wonder if she thinks about me; she left in such a hurry this morning, she hardly said goodbye. I miss her terribly.
Did I hear that right? I feel my ears go up, the subtle grumble of tires on pavement. Is she home??? I hear her steps approaching the door, can she hear me? Scratch. Scratch. Scratch. I try to open the door. I must wait for her, my heart starts beating faster, I start to shake, and my tail is going to fly off. Pant. Pant. Pant I hear the keys turning, and the door opens. Yes!!! It’s her, it’s her.
-Hi buddy!!!- I hear her say, and I can’t contain any more. I launch myself to her, my body trembling with pure joy. It bubbles up all around me, she holds me and I am home.
Having her with me, hugging me, petting me, holding me, and of course feeding me; what else can a pup ask for? Blissful-happiness, that heart-warming-feeling of light-plenitude that we find in the little things…
Mind Chronicles 