"layla hatches the egg"

woke up this morning and excitement permeated the air. squealing as i flew out the door, i could barely contain myself. i flew past my spot on the mountain, opting for the highest point i know and announced loudly to all near and far in what humans refer to as barking. "can you hear me? we are having a party! can you hear me? we are having a party! can you hear me? we are having a party! can you hear me? we are having a party! can you hear me? we are having a party! can you hear me? we are having a party! ca-" interrupted by the silencing call of my name.

and then came the egg. i'm gonna keep it. i'm gonna love it. i'm gonna play with it. i'm gonna hatch it. what a cute little egg! my gift today. 

easter sans tula

there have been a lot of "firsts" since the era of tula.

this year, right now, it's the first easter. which means i was invited to church.

up the stairs. turn to look for my human. down the stairs. heel. stay at the door. feet hobble past. legs. 34. dark inside and out. echoes in the church. laughter. singing. light. color. everything a-blaze.

i am with my human. i am home.

tula, i am filling your paws.

xristos anesti as they say.

peace.