The Wilde Collection

With my wife and daughter away on a 3 week trip and me staying behind, I thought I’d spend the time writing.
I didn’t write a single word.
I’m okay with that because being an author is more than putting sentences together.
My learning and inspiration came from Zelda, our rescue, who joined us a couple of years ago.
I watched her demeanour spiral once the family left. She moped about the house, seldom going outdoors. Even the highlight of her day, a walk, was a subdued affair. In the evenings on my return from work and after being fed, she lay beside me as I flicked through the tv channels. Without luck or interest in anything.
With little more than a few days before their arrival, I noticed she has perked up. Doing zoomies and playing with her neglected toys strewn across the garden. There is a glint in her eye and her mischievousness has returned.
Her sudden change in behavior both pleased and puzzled me; then, the reason struck me.
Her attitude shifted around the same time my partner and I spoke about their flight home. Zelda was there watching me chat and responded to my reaction and lift in spirits.
A reminder of just how impactful our actions are on those around us that come back tenfold.
Zelda, your lesson on others mirroring ourselves, however hard to swallow, is appreciated.
My creativity and words have reappeared.
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