Here's an intrepid bulldog I met in Munich, Germany over the summer. He must have been sure-footed, because I took a close look at those metal mushroom things in the fountain myself, to see if I could balance on them too, and not only were they probably not strong enough to hold a human, they looked pretty slick. So instead the whole group I was with sat around the tiered steps of the fountain and workshopped our poems at dusk, all the while watching this funny little dog doodle around the sculpture. I think he only got one paw wet the whole time, by losing his balance momentarily.
Here's hoping the other Friday creatures don't lose their balance and fall off the ark.
(I know, I know, I'm really reaching with these transitions.)
