Work was the last thing I wanted to do that day, especially after being up until 3:30 AM helping Theia deliver her puppies. Adrenaline was still pulsing through my veins and most everyone at the vet office was aware Theia was do any day. I don’t recall if I arrive late or on time for work at 8:00 AM, I recall being in a zombie state and wishing the day over soon. The bike ride to work was an awakening and helped get the blood pumping enough to function most of the morning as well as the excitement of telling everyone of the new arrivals. After feeding and cleaning the indoor and outdoor kennel, it was time to ‘”air” the patients to let them stretch their legs and relieve their bladders. Sitting down on the back steps in the kennel yard, the stench of urine wafting in the air from previous dogs. Early morning dew exaggerated the pungent scent. The concrete under my rump was cold and rough to the hands touch. There I sat, slumped down on the course concrete monument to get a moments rest. I stood to go inside and looked up at the tree line. On the distant skyline was faint rainbow settling in behind the sugar maples. Morning mist hung from the sky and mingled with suns rays to create this picturesque scene. I love this town I thought and I love this day. Images of Theia and her puppies whirled in my mind as I embraced the rainbow bridging worlds beyond my comprehension. This rainbow’s pot of gold rested at my Sister’s . How appropriate and simple, in that moment life couldn’t have been more perfect as yet again mother nature so appropriately defined another chapter.
