Max just lifted his head and looked at me. His tail wagged once, slowly.
—Ready for our walk, buddy?
He stood up, stretched, and walked to the door. His steps were slow, but his eyes were bright.
I clipped on his leash, and we stepped out into the evening light.
The sun was setting. The sky was painted in shades of orange and pink. Somewhere in the distance, a bird was singing.
And I was exactly where I was supposed to be.
[END]
