Gold and blue flames casting heat in their glow, I and the hound and the wolf shared a small bowlfull of canned, reduced-salt peas for the first time this evening.
One by one, pea by pea, they each gently sucked the green tartness from my pinched fingertips and either promptly, delicately chewed and swallowed – or rooted about on the floor after dropping them.
It is moments like these that must be made room for and then partaken of in order to create new patterns of trust between each other, and within our new surroundings.
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