Drips

There's this big thing that my human stands under, and it covers him with water.
I think it washes him - I've never seen him lick himself.

He used it this morning, then disappeared.

After I'd eaten, I stood by it and saw that it kept dripping. I like drips. They're interesting.

I stared up at it and waited for each drip.

It dripped.

It dripped.

It dripped.

It dripped.

It dripped.

It dripped.

It dripped.


I got tired and had a nap.