A Small Goal

I took a slow walk down to the square outside the market. Near a wooden vegetable crate, a plump, dried walnut shell had rolled into a sunny seam between the paving stones. I paused for a long moment, listening to the gentle clinking of market carts further away. Bracing my stubby back paws, I gave the shell a measured kick with my right foot. It skittered across the smooth gray stone and rolled neatly between two empty red wooden bushel crates. I sat down on the warm flagstone, letting out a quiet breath.#Capybaras #PlushToys @bella_liu