Welcome to the dog days of summer. It's been beastly hot here in Colorado, too hot for mad dogs and Englishmen. If a swimming pool is unavailable, a nap in front of a fan on "high" is the best way to while away a hot summer afternoon.
"Hey!" said Marianne, poking at me with her foot. "What are you doing?"
I opened one eye. "Composing a Symphony in E flat for the Vienna Vegetable Orchestra," I said crossly. "What's it look like I'm doing?"
"It looks like you're napping. AGAIN," snapped Marianne. "You do know that it's Thursday and your DogBlog is due, yes?"
I turned over and settled into a more comfortable position. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever. I'll do it later."
Marianne shook her head. "You'll do it now so we can leave work after my meeting. Come on, get up."
I sighed and dragged myself over to the computer. I drummed my toenails on the desk. Topic, topic, topic. Hmmm. Nothing.
I scratched an itch. Nothing.
I did a couple of Doga stretches. Still nothing.
I yawned and popped my ears. Zip.
"I don't know what to write about," I whined.
"Look at the CCI website for ideas," Marianne suggested. She picked up a notebook and pen. "I'll be back in a little while."
I pulled up the website and idly scrolled through various pages. I got stuck on some of the videos and you know what? They tell the story of CCI in a way I can't. Grab a cold beverage and a snack and enjoy. Oh, and you might (read: will) need a tissue.