My dogs are strange. See Mac on his back up there? He sleeps like that sometimes, and it always makes me want to lightly slap his pink belly. Its a good thing he doesn't care, and barely deigns to register my presence at all. On the other hand, Ayla likes to tuck her nose under her foreleg when she sleeps. I imagine that since her muzzle is so long it gets rather cold. Ayla also likes to be covered with a blanket when she sleeps; as soon as I throw it over her when we're all going to bed she lets out a long, satisfied sigh and settles in for the night. Mac, on the other hand, starts snoring before he's even lying down. I told you, they're weird.
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Hearing: Debussy, Chopin, Stravinsky and more (concert band rehearsal last night)
Tasting: PB&J sandwich, in honor of National Peanut Butter and Jelly Day
Smelling: The air freshener in my car that disturbing reminds me of Raid
Seeing: Wet everywhere because of the rain we've had off and on this week
Feeling: Relief that my daredevil dog didn't hurt herself (more on this later)