The sun’s rays were blistering.
My already dry skin could not bear any more.
In the heart of Fullerton, there I lay under the water pipe.
drip. drip. drip.
Each drop of water soothed my skin.
I continued to lay while watching the other dogs play.
Wasn’t long until my master felt the same heat.
She took me home.
and boy oh boy…were we beat.