What Happened With The Race?

It's hot.

Very Summery.

Walked the dogs... er, dog.

Bruno lay down in the street.

Threatened not to move.

People stopped enquiring about his health.

Stubborn like a bulldog, is not made up, I reply.

I lay on the couch when I got home.

Laptop in my lap.

I fell asleep.

Love a nap.

It can never be wrong.

Sleeping the afternoon away.

Good day.

What happened with the race?

The rain falls.

Humidity climbs.

We all survive,

In fact, we thrive,

Another public holiday,

There should be more.