The Dog Days of Summer!

It's HOT!  That about sums it up in my neck of the woods!!  The dog days of Summer are in full force.  Speaking of dog days, I thought I'd share a few photos of the pack chilling in the backyard.  I use the term "chilling" loosely.

Smokey loves to sun.....but...this is almost torture!

Mac says it's never too hot to chase those annoying squirrels!

And here's my little poser.  He has limited tolerance for the heat....

Unless there's a bone to chew, that is...

Can we go in now?

As for the rest of us.... Trish has a new job that looks really fun and promising.  Connor, morphing into typical teenage behavior, rarely ventures out if his room except to eat, swim (once) and visit a friend..  Sam is opting for indoor activities during this triple-digit heat bubble.  We took a few cute photos of the 5th grade Luau that marks the end of elementary school at Wyatt.

Limbo, Hula Hoops and Snow Cones ushered him out of elementary school and into Summer.  Me, I'm catching up on things I haven't had time for during the school year, and beginning to mark things off my Summer To-Do List.

Smokin!!!!

                                     


It's HOT!  Just plain H-O-T!!!!!!!  What a brutal start to summer we're having!  Early mornings and just before dark is about all one can stand for any length of time without dragging and wilting.  I feel like I"m moving in slow motion when I'm outside. 

Even the new furkid is not liking the heat of the day.  I have to drag his butt outside to do his biz unless the other 2 pups are headed outside.  Actually, Smokey, the Beagle likes to sun in this heat.  Mac and Spanky either dig in at the door and refuse to go out without a push or find the shade to pant in.

Speaking of Mac, our little explorer, back from his not-so-excellent overnight adventure after escaping through the gate the lawn service left open, he is eaten up with bug bites and miserable.  The heat does NOT help his misery!  What a miracle and relief to have this little lost furkid back in pack again, tho'!!! 

Spanky, on the other hand, has discovered the joys of ice eating and playing.  It's fun to watch him wrangle with the cubes as they melt. 

Not much heat relief on the horizon, I fear.  My 17-year-old grandson Bryan comes to visit on Thurs.  I'm looking forward to that.  First time in 2 years.  A trip to Six Flags is on tap while he's here.....   Someone needs to invent a portable, battery-operated AC unit.  Purse size.  We're sure to be Five Fried heading home from Six Flags.

Time to crank up the snow dreams...