Beetle in the summer grass

For those of you who know me,

 I noticed something.

For those who don't know me,

 I notice things.

Dogs are being difficult.

 I can understand it.

It is over a hundred outside.

  They don't want to go out there.

This leads to the problem.

I have to go outside,

  and sit.

I understand.

 They don't want to be left outside.

So,

 I sit.

This goes back to the noticing thing.

While letting the dogs wander,

 I watch a beetle.

Wandering through the dead leaves of grass,

 dodging open areas.

Hiding,

 but living.

Brings a smile to my face.

This little bug is surviving.

Finding something...