NaPoWriMo 20: Dear Dumb Ones (From the Dog)

The humans are at it again.
They've been absent all day.
And now they sit themselves upon the large human bed.
To stare, entranced, at a flashing, colorful picture-mover.
I see no point in their doings.
What fun is staring?
But they seem to enjoy it.
So I take this opportunity to sit on their laps.
And use their warmth to provide a nice napping spot.
Thank you, dumb humans.