sunshine and psychosis

laying in the sun always relaxes me. the strong colorado sun on my black coat is a temptation i can't resist. you'd think that i could just lay there and let life pass me by like all the other dogs i know. but if you know me you know that i can't. i lay there and think and fret. sure the sun feels good but i've got nothing in my mouth. i need something in my mouth. and last night we visited the neighbors and their hardwood floor. i hate hardwood floors. how am i supposed to walk when my feet slip all over the place? ahhh the sun is heating my flanks but shit we are now a nation who tortures. fuck it.