Noondog

Barley, a dog, sploots contentedly on a vast expanse of grass, lit from directly overhead by a cloudless sky.

I can say with some confidence that Barley’s eyes are fully unfocused, lidded just enough to keep the sun at bay but unfocused on that middle distance. Only the pricking of her ears this way and that, and a steady sniff cycle sampling the breeze, signal her sensory impressions as she sun-roasts.