I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay

I cannot figure out the He peoples. I’m just chillin, waiting for treat time, nap time, chase the broom time, chase kittie time an assortment of activities and he keeps asking am I’m sitting on the dock of the bay. Apparently he is geographically challenged. We are 1,000s of miles from any bay. Yes there… Continue reading I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay