Whysteria

[weswilson]

The dog is laying behind Dwayne's couch, basking in the warm southern sun that beams in his patio windows. I couldn't help but reach over and touch her belly... rubbing her fur back and forth to steal some of the comfortable heat she had collected. Her eyes closed gently and her tail slowed down while I stroked her... I could see the contentment in the way she lay her head.