As I sat down in one of our Out-Around-The-Deck* chairs, my two Aussies, Sasha and Bohdi, trotted over to see what Papi was up to. Doubtless that can of sparkling water sitting just next to me must mean doggie snacks, right?
Discovering that it was just bubbles, they nonetheless curled up in the shade of my umbrella and instantly fell asleep.
Aussies don’t think when they sits. They sleeps.
As for me, well Bunky, I admit that sometimes I do, indeed, just sit. Especially when my inland sea sits calmly, unruffled, from just beyond Sasha’s tail to the horizon. But not today. Much has happened since