Hooked on A Feeling

He didn't exactly run ong the bay, no, he Frolicked. He rose majestically in the air as each dainty paw landed one in front of the other kicking up slight clouds of sand. He hummed joyfully as wind blew through his wispy fur. He flew effortlessly onto a rock and laid down upon it, letting the sun warm his sleek fur. "What a beautiful day." He murmured, his head resting between his paws. It was almost too much to bear, even for him. The sunny outlook on all things, the overflowing happiness. It was no wonder no one wanted anything to do with him.