Yes, the other day I woke from a nap to find a dead squirrel in my bedroom. Confession: I hate rodents! Even when they are dead it takes me a moment to get the courage to dispose of them. Thankfully, my 13 year old daughter fears only frogs so she usually takes care of them. And I feel no shame. She will be prepared to cook and fearlessly get rid of rodents once she becomes an adult. That makes her ready to live in any urban city.
The death of Rocky just made me even more grateful for my amazing first experience on a television set. And despite his feet up in the air and his stiff fluffy tail, I was still on an adrenaline high from Friday. I got to film a sitcom that will air on NBC in 2015. The quick pace of television reminds me of sketch comedy, improv, and theatre all wrapped in one. Lines are written, rewritten, and direction is given at light speed. It served as a great high five confirmation of my acting abilities. And that being funny is not as easy as it looks.
That dead squirrel did not take away my joy. Despite the mystery of him finding his ass into my room in the first place. Where in the heck did he or she come from? The fear I felt moments after seeing his rotting carcass did nothing to erase my joy. Because this first will most definitely not be my last. I am so excited that faith, hard work and perseverance definitely continue to pay off.
Now Rocky's path came to an end but mine continues like the Energizer bunny. I will admit, I felt not one bit of sadness that the rodent met an untimely demise, but his end did remind me that I should continue no matter what because you never know. And I plan on staying in this actor life until I am forcibly kicked out. For that, I simply want to say, thank you Rocky!
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