So, I visited my father’s farm again recently so that Daisy and Athena could get some fresh air and run time. For most of the visit, I sat on the porch by the big Elm tree in the front yard. It’s the same tree I always attached Vader’s lead to when I brought him out there. As I sat, I held his ID tag in my hands and talked to him a little. I told him about all the presents we got, and about all the pictures, letters, and flowers. There was a little breeze that rustled the leaves, and I thought of how Vader used to pounce on them and try to eat them.
Just then, Athena came to the tree- I was sure she was going to pee on it (she thinks she’s a man sometimes, I swear)- but instead, she rolled on her back and started wiggling around. She was grunting and growling, and her tail was wagging. I assumed she was rolling in something gross, as she usually does when we visit the farm. But when I looked closer, it seemed to me that she was playing.
She did this for maybe five minutes- running, rolling, and wiggling around on her back. Now, normally I am a pretty down to earth person- but I’ll be damned if it didn’t look like she was playing with something.
I always think that Vader is still hanging around. Maybe to make sure the new pet knows how to make messes properly. Or that when I walk with baskets of laundry, there’s always the feeling of something weaving between my legs to try and trip me.
It sounds silly, but some days it brings a little smile to my face to think of my little silver devil still walking the house.