Today I sprawled out on the carpet in my living floor. When you're gargantuan tall like I am, you learn to appreciate wide spaces in which you can sprawl. Anywho, as I was laying there and enjoying a good spread eagle, my dog came wandering over to say hi and flopped down next to me. He even rested his head on my arm and put a paw on my chest. Add some big ole puppy eyes to the equation and there's really no way that I could resisted petting him.
I don't know how long I lay there on the floor, but it was a while. And he wasn't moving as long as I kept scratching his back. I was content. He was content. The sunshine was warm on the carpet.
It felt good to simply sprawl on the carpet with the reassuring presence of another being. Even better, this being didn't require anything except a scratch behind the ears. No human social constructs. No conversation.
That's one of the reason's I've always liked dogs, especially bigger ones. There's something to be said for having a furry buddy who is willing to just sprawl with you, enjoy the sunshine, and not demand anything in return.
The Creature Behind the Blog
- Warrior-Poet
- Michael is a fairly average working man (when did that happen?) with an undying imagination and a sarcastic (and slightly black) sense of humor. In his spare time, he battles dragons and rescues damsels in a world that exists only in his own mind. Sometimes he forays into the real world, promptly realizes it was a bad idea, and returns home to his brain castle. He has been known to, on occasion, refer to himself in the third person.
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