I'm at Broadway East and Mercer Street on Capitol Hill. Sitting at the red light my eye catches a man walking his dog down the Ave. They cross the street in front of me and it's immediately obvious this dog is having an absolutely wonderful time.
On leash, well behaved, its youthful energy can hardly contain itself as it dances around master and wants to greet everyone on the street with wagging tail joy. Myself, I'm in a brain drain. A busy day, I gave it my all, and 40 minutes left in my commute before I make it home and cross the finish line.
This scene captures my undivided attention. I'm moved. I feel like a boy and I'm suddenly laughing with joy. The shift is catalyst to an array of cascading thoughts and memories when I notice the dog has only 3 legs.
My mental images immediately track to memories of several stories and movies and I, for a second, feel a little guilty wondering, "Is your name Lucky?"
My thought pendulum swings back. What a wonderful experience witnessing a dog who is obviously loved and enjoying an awesome day in the world. It cared not if it had 3 or 4 legs.
Alrighty then... Note to self: It is a good day.
From The Blackberry Chronicles
The Blackberry Chronicles
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