Often times Rachell and Chester take off on a short road trip to the Top of the World in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. The ride is quiet, with no radio blaring, to set the tone for peaceful observation once they reach the top. Rachell rolls back the sunroof in her royal blue sports car to let the mountain night air in. The light, pollution free aroma floods the interior. Chester hops into Rachell’s lap as the car slows for the curves anticipating a stop somewhere.
Rachell hugs him up close and commands, “Be still, little dude.”
Chester leans in to give her a lick to let her know, “I’m right here and I’m staying right here, mama.”
She pulls into a parking lot designed to view the stars announcing, “We’re here Chester. Now’s the time to gander out the roof to see what is up there.”
Rachell does a doubletake much to her surprise to ensure she sees a rare magnificence tonight. They sit quietly observing God’s display above.
She confesses her amazement and iterates the special viewing, “Do you see it, Chessie? I think we’re watching a comet shoot across the sky tonight!”
Chester relaxes in Rachell’s arms indicating his pleasure in that moment and shares, “Beautiful, this Comet Shot!”

