I exit my stone house into my backyard. The outside is really vibrant in color. As I look up I see hues of purple, all the way to orange. I stand there in awe.  It’s almost like it’s been painted perfectly. The only reason you can tell it’s not is because it’s slowly moving.
I go to sit on the grass that was just freshly mowed this morning. The smell of cut grass is still faintly in the air with the summer breeze. Almost as soon as I sit down I feel something that’s out of place, it’s too soft and fluffy. I look over to find my dog, Snowflake, has joined me. She’s smiling at me as if she knows this sunset is like a famous painting.
“Hi Snowflake. Did you hear me come outside?” I say. She barks for a second then is silent by my side.  “It’s beautiful isn’t it?” I say as I start to pet her.  I continue to stare at the sky.  “I think I should get a blanket. I think I might be out here for a while Snowflake.” I say as I get up.
I enter my house with Snowflake right behind me. As soon as I enter I’m in my kitchen. It’s pretty normal, nothing you wouldn’t see in an everyday kitchen. I exit the kitchen and go into the living room. There are a couple blankets on the couch. As I pick up my favorite one, that was knitted to look like a sunset, Snowflake barks.
I pick up Snowflakes blanket, which has a dog bone on it, as she picks up her bone. “Is this what you wanted?” I say happily. Snowflake barks and goes out to the yard. I go over to the light switch and turn it off all the lights, except for a lamp. As I enter the kitchen I open a cabinet and reach for my favorite blue water bottle.
I put my blanket down on a wooden kitchen chair and walk a couple steps to open my fridge door. I bend down to reach for some tea. As I do this Snowflake comes in visibly annoyed. “I’ll be out in a minute Snowflake. I just have to do some stuff.” I say. This seems to not satisfy Snowflake because she still looks visibly annoyed and won’t be settled till I’m outside.
I pour my tea and put the container back in the fridge. After closing the fridge door, I open the freezer and grab a couple ice cubes. Then sealing the cap, I pick up the blankets, turn off the lights and go outside. Snowflake follows behind me happy I am finally back outside. I lay the blankets on the ground, side by side, and place my water bottle nicely in the grass.
“Sometimes it feels like you enjoy this more than I do.” I say as I sit down. Snowflake doesn’t seem to notice. I look over to find she’s already curled up in her blanket next to me sleeping. I snuggle up to Snowflake and continue to look at the sky. The sun has went down more and the sky has a darker hue.
I reach over for me tea and open the lid to take a drink. As the night gets darker, the sunset barely visible anymore, I feel like I should bring Snowflake in. I gingerly pick her up in my arms with the blanket still around her. I walk slowly careful not to wake her. As I enter the house I’m relieved I turned the lights off.
I pass through the kitchen into the living room as if I were holding an infant that just fell asleep. As I get into the living room Snowflake stirs but doesn’t awaken. I carefully place her on the couch as if I have rehearsed this many times. I fix her blanket for her to make sure she’s covered completely and then go back outside. I take my time grabbing my blanket and water bottle.
“I’m so lucky to have a dog like Snowflake.”  I think. I make sure to grab Snowflakes bone before I go back inside. I make my way back into the house. As I do I hear what sounds to be like whimpering. I go to check on Snowflake to find her up and worried. I go over to her and she visibly relaxes. “I just needed to go get the rest of my things from outside. However I do think it’s time to go to bed.” I say. Snowflake seems to agree going up the stairs before I even move from the couch.