He does this every afternoon around four, flops onto his back like the couch is a raft and he's a castaway who's given up entirely. Dramatic, yes. Correct, also yes. White fur everywhere, paws curled, mouth open in a silent laugh I can hear from the kitchen. It's his whole personality and I respect it deeply. There's a particular kind of trust in that belly. He knows the house. He knows I'm here. The light comes in low and warm and finds the pink of his tongue and the black of his nose, and for a minute the whole room is just dog and dust and quiet. Nothing needs fixing right now. I used to think rest was something you earned. He's teaching me it's something you allow. The world will keep spinning if you lie still for ten minutes. He's proof. #dog #fluffydog #afternoonlight
