Still transitioning mentally from work to home
Smalls energetically greets me and leads/follows me into the kitchen,
swats at the bell on the sliding glass door
until I open it.
Bursting, running, barking, digging,
Smalls is reveling in the freedom.
And when it is time to come in,
she resists.
Trudging out to retrieve her
she senses
I am still mentally transitioning to the weekend.
Picking up the biggest stick,
she looks at me
daring me to chase.
And so it begins,
a chase of joy.
Reminding me to let go
and play.
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