Later on in the day as Siena sunk into the stupor of the daily siesta, we strolled by this wine shop. All indications were that the owner had turned control over to this small dog for a couple hours.
Some days at work I try to imagine a daily siesta where the entire office leaves work for a couple of hours to go home and nap - or perhaps slips out to spend some quality time with a good friend or a loved one. When viewed from the perspective of living well rather than the corporate bottom line, it seems a remarkably civilized approach to me.
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