Hot Dog

Well, it has been heating up, yes...even up here. Our dogs have have stopped going out as much and the Central Air (God Bless America!) has been pumping out the comfort non-stop. Our youngest dog has black fur and it is getting a bit long, and he seems to be the most uncomfortable. I guess it's a lot like driving a black car in Arizona, only instead of paint you have fur, so really it's nothing like that. It's probably more like being an albino polar bear at a tanning salon...yes, that's a much better analogy.

He is a smart one though. He is learning the cooler places in the house. The entry-way tile seems to be near the top of the list, but the other day I caught him doing this...yep laying on top of the vents.  I hate when people hog all of the cold air!

When the AC was running he would sit in front of it straddling it with his font legs letting its cooling power skirt his undercarriage.  But like all pleasures it is short lived and the AC would turn off.  At this point he would lay on top of the vent, as pictured here, and patiently wait for the Conditioned Air to once again return.

I told him that summer is almost over and he better make the most of it because right now his report on summer vacation will look something like this.

What I did last summer was...

Sleep, and eat...a lot.

I bit my sister on the face repeatedly.  I also enjoyed grabbing her by the collar and pretending I was a people taking her for a walk.

I also learned how to get into the garbage can, so much for "dog proof".

I learned that I get hot very easily and that metal plates in the floor are magic heat-stroke cures.

Oh, I also pooped...a lot.

It so sad to see these young dogs not applying themselves to learning new tricks.  If only they knew how cruel a mistress time can be to the unsuspecting and naive.  Unfortunately, I don't even think he suspects that he is naive...so sad.