Talking to me from the garden. I can hear how my Italian friends would say that line. “It talked to me from the fuckin garden,” Curved fingers to their open palm. Tap, tap, tap. Maybe a quick motion to their ears, “Chriso.”
It is so we can check on Buddy when we are away, but it has a rather unexpected "other use."
I caught on real quick. It has already been repositioned once, as I put a hat over it in the first position.
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