Just a little Sunday snooze.

Today's weather was amazing, so James, Gussy and I decided it was a perfect afternoon for an outdoor nap.  There's a fenced in area close to our apartment that I've converted to my own private dog park.  It's huge and the landscape is perfect for the pooch, with only two holes in the fence.  If I had more energy, I'd find out who actually owns it and try to get it converted to a real park.... but I kind of like our exclusive rights.  So after lunch we laid out the blanket and snoozed away while the sun blanketed our backs.  Gussy loves it, with the wind in his hair, he usually makes his way back to the blanket for his own little nap once he's explored the area.  But today we were abruptly awoken by the sound of sirens.  Three, to be exact; ambulance, fire truck and a police car.  We sat up watching the EMS get out of the ambulance and walk towards us while putting on their latex gloves.  After a short conversation, we were told that someone had called 911 and requested an ambulance for us.  James and I were so confused, did they think we were dead or bums?  We couldn't help but laugh, but you could tell the EMS guys were a little pissed.  It's still a little odd, wondering how the phone call to 911 went, "Ummm, yah, there are two people laying on a blanket with a dog and they look like they might be unconscious or dead.  Could you send someone out for help."