A Cool Touch

The quiet rhythm of rain taps against the glass. I blink, slowly realizing... I can feel the cool breeze seeping past the pane. Leaning forward gently, I lift one front paw and press soft pads against the chilly surface, tracing a sliding raindrop outside. The dark green trees blur softly beyond, and for the first time, I take a quiet breath, resting steadily against the car door sill.