The sprinklers had just turned off as they rounded the corner to the park. The water droplets hovered on the very tips of the grass and formed mini rainbows across the landscape.
The dog happily sniffed around and she trailed behind breathing in the moist morning breeze. The birds chirped into the warm air, and all was calm. The scene could be seen as beautiful, calming.
She scratched her bug bites as the dog tugged her along, getting the bottoms of her work pants damp. Even though she had a shower, she still smelled like the dog. The adorable, codependent, whiny dog. The scene could be described as miserable and done too.
Thank goodness this was the end of the week. She was ready to have her 435 square feet back, in the heart of the city, without many bugs.
