let me know if you ever get tired of seeing mister roll.

                                                     after-swim roll with mister.

      first, he does a circle shake, his head a spinning animal-flower face, showering droplets.
then, he gets a crunchy plastic bottle, shakes it, throws it in the air.  
then, he rolls it under his shoulders in the sand. 
then, he rolls in the dandelion grass and shakes off the sand with an undulating wriggle, shuddering from nose to tail. then, he looks over with a sigh and a wan smile. 
i get tired of a lot of things, but i never tire of this dance.




p.s.  speaking of dance, never getting tired of, you should see the film mr. gaga, a true story of love and dance. i could watch his dance all day.