The sun is barely peeking over the horizon when I emerge from the van. Swathes of soft yellow, gold and peach paint the sunrise in all it's ethereal glory. Pesto pads down the step and weaves in between my legs, purring softly. I give her a sleepy smile and scratch behind her ears as she leans into my touch.
Piper is around the side, and I can hear her laughing softly as she tries to wrangle on Venus' harness for their usual morning run. I peek round and watch her start off slowly, before picking up the pace and disappearing down the track, towards the river that glistens bronze in the early morning light.
Despite the peaceful start, I can't help but think of the conversation we have to have when she get's back. I sigh and grab my yoga mat. I guess it's time for the tree pose.
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