This is me, waiting patiently for Belinda this morning. When she came down, we went out for a walk. The sun was shining and the purple and white flowers on the bushes made the air smell nice. Because the Burstons were going to church, Belinda decided we’d go around the village instead of around the block. We saw two man-humans working on roofs with their mates down below by their ladders, shouting advice up to them, to “help.” A young human with a blond pony-tail was walking her German Shepherd. When she saw us coming she crossed the street and straddled him. As we got closer he barked and growled rudely but I paid no attention and just trotted by like the well-behaved dog I am, being a thermostat, not a thermometer. I set the mood in a room, I don’t let other dogs determine my mood. And I know that what you pay attention to increases. I pay attention to petting and treats, heh heh! :) When we got back to the hotel. Belinda looked at the clock on the wall and said, “...