cheese stick

Today is my recovery day, as I burned out hard after launching the 3rd season of VoiceStory Live yesterday.

So today had nothing scheduled other than sleeping in, walking Kismet and doing creative things. Basically doing anything other than work.

I saw a Sesame Street video clip and my Operator decided it needed a better soundtrack, so off I go to make a music video for pure silliness. The fun and laughter did help recharge my soul.

I decided to go make a snack, went to go toast a couple of cheese bread sticks specifically, and as I turned on the toaster oven and proceeded to put the sticks away I thought of Kismet.

I paused, turned off the toaster oven and added an extra stick for her.

It not the fact that I made extra for her, or for anyone really, that surprised me. I've done that lots of times before. I'm not a selfish ass.

But it was this "feeling" that I felt within that was different. I can't say I ever felt that before while making something for anyone to eat.

The feeling.

The vision I had of her chowing down on the stick.

Imagining the sounds of her licking her lips.

All this made me feel a warm fuzzy glow inside.

She's only been on this planet for two years.

That's the short amount of time it took for a dog to allow me to understand, feel and change.

Who says an old dog like me can't learn something new?

#chasingbutterflies