Sounds, Baby

I sang this song to my dog, Rosie, as we sat at a light, on Laurel Canyon maybe at Riverside or Moorpark. There was a lot going on in the street -- people shopping, driving by, walking their dogs, all moving and making all kinds of sounds -- and Rosie's attention darted around spastically, like a tasered insect. I offered her this song, not so much to calm her down, but to distract her with a basic truth. Worked pretty well! Thanks to William Wilson for the strangely perfect artwork!