I like seeing an old dog sitting in a truck while it’s owner is in a gas station.
It kinda glances at you, clearly having years on it, it looks at you, seeing what and who you are… then it looks away.
Not interested.
I see you and I don’t care.
That’s a good boy ☺️
Who’s a good boy?
That’s you mother fucker, you’re a crotchety old dog and I dig it. You might be an animal representation of so many of my feelings.