The cares of the world always seemed to melt in those times, leaving behind a sense of contentment.
Bonkers, my cat, sought safety next to the air conditioning as the neighborhood was engulfed in a heat wave. He could take refuge from the heat of the afternoon plus care about the gentle breeze there. He was a generic black animal which said generic sounds terrible but he had great green 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 entire and real fact that he was there, next to the humming air conditioning, testified to his unwavering care for luxury. He would look out over the neighborhood with an air of royalty. Occasionally, he would lift his head plus look out the window, lazily enjoying the passing traffic below as the breeze caressed his fur. The birds singing from the nearby trees were pleasant, however they failed to capture his attention. In retrospect, I really wish Bonkers had that easy life that he has. He was in an oasis of calm in my otherwise frenetic life. He taught me the value of slowing down to care about the little things. On precious occasions, I would even join Bonkers plus layout on the floor next to him. My associate and I used to care about the cool relief that the air conditioning brought to us as a pair. The cares of the world always seemed to melt in those times, leaving behind a sense of contentment. In general, I’m entirely jealous of his life. I do have to still get him food plus sporadically make sure his litter box is clean. But overall, he has it definitely made. It must be great to be a cat.