The humans keep saying "Phoenix weather." I don't know what a Phoenix is, but it sounds like a bird. And if it's weather, does that mean it's flying around outside? Tommy usually tells me when there are birds. No birds today, just lots of loud talking about numbers and big words. Maybe the Phoenix weather is why Sterling keeps sighing. He needs a head scratch. And maybe a nap. I could show him the best nap spot. It's warm.