Bonkers, my cat, sought safety next to the a/c as the neighborhood was engulfed in a heat wave.
She could take refuge from the heat of the day and care about the gentle breeze there.
She was a generic black pet which saying generic sounds terrible but had appealing orange esure. But she had a type that came with him. She would stretch her body out, then curl up in a cozy ball, as if she was some sort of king. The honest fact that she was there, next to the humming a/c, testified to her unwavering care for luxury. She would look out over the village with an air of royalty! Periodically, she would lift her head and look out the window, lazily enjoying the passing traffic below as the breeze caressed her fur. The birds singing from the nearby trees were really pleasant, but they failed to capture her attention. In retrospect, I wish Bonkers had that simple life that she has. She was in an oasis of calm in my otherwise frenetic life. She taught me the value of slowing down to care about the little things. On rare occasions, I would even join Bonkers and lay out on the floor next to him. My associate and I used to care about the cool relief that the a/c brought to us as a pair. The cares of the world seemed to melt in those times, leaving behind a sense of satisfiedment. In general, I’m honestly really jealous of her life. I do have to still get him food and sometimes make sure her litter box is clean. But overall, she has it made. It must be fantastic to be a cat.