Ode to Javalin
For Emily: Ride your windhorse. (Ride the basic goodness in you)
The beauty of this is that Javalin is finally learning to be himself, to be a free spirit to be able to have an opinion and a partnership with me. The best part? After he’s worn me out from having me chase him from corner to corner, I just stop and tell him he’s done. He stops in his tracks and slowly walks to me on his own free will.
Sounds like he enjoys the chase.
-Alan