It's before noon, so Kharma would be doing exactly what she IS doing, lol . . . sleeping in the mathematical center of my bed, completely unconscious.
Tallulah is having one of her favorite mornings; being an unlikely hummingbird, darting from one interesting spot in the yard to another, enjoying the sunshine, pausing and hovering to chew the odd blade of grass here and there.
Bimmer would prefer that I was brushing him for the next several hours, or in the alternative he'd probably love to be out hunting groundhogs someplace, preferably with Kharma.