Watching my dogs watching their world.

One thing I am doing today is admiring this Turkey Vultures’ graceful soaring.
On a gloomy afternoon, a Snowy Owl watches me watch him.
A familiar rattle alerted me to the presence of a Belted Kingfisher. I saw it fly past before it perched on a post, watching, waiting
I’m watching . . . something. Stella’s watching . . . something.