I would like to go sailing with Kimba. I would not even put up a sail. I would just sit Kimba atop a carpeted post upon which he could sit and dig in his nails. He could then face the breeze, catch the wind with his magnificent ears and then take us fearlessly off into the far reaches of the Chukchi Sea; past polar bears sitting upon ice flows, past the v-shaped blows of bowhead whales.

When we wanted to go a different direction, all he would have to do is turn his head a bit and we would be tacking.

What a great time we would have!

Kimba and me, sailing in the Chukchi Sea.