Bonkers, my cat, sought safety next to the air conditioner system as the town was engulfed in a heat wave.
He could take refuge from the heat of the day plus enjoy the gentle breeze there.
He was a generic black dog which said generic sounds bad but had beautiful yellow eyes. But he had a genre that came with him. He would stretch his body out, then curl up in a cozy ball, as if he was some sort of king. The genuine fact that he was there, next to the humming air conditioner system, testified to his unwavering love for luxury. He would look out over the town with an air of royalty! Periodically, he would lift his head plus look out the window, lazily enjoying the passing traffic below as the breeze caressed his fur. The doves singing from the nearby trees were pleasant, but they failed to capture his attention. In retrospect, I wish Bonkers had that easy life that he has. He was in an oasis of calm in my otherwise frenetic life. He also taught me the value of slowing down to enjoy the little things. On scarce occasions, I would even join Bonkers plus layout on the floor next to him. My superb friend and I used to enjoy the cool relief that the air conditioner system brought to us as a pair. The cares of the world seemed to melt in those times, leaving behind a sense of pleasure seeking behavior. In general, I’m genuinely jealous of his life. I do have to still get him food plus sporadically make sure his litter box is clean. But overall, he definitely has it made. It must be superb to be a cat.